Whitebark Stream all advice is autobiographical

As she followed the other woman, Xahi trailed her gaze along the ground, and though she did not know it, a little part of her was softly peeping,“but where are we going?” When the pallid girl finally reached the point that Lanawyn stopped, she sat down, as commanded, and a little part of her sparked. 
     That stern and gentle tone was one she was familiar with, it sounded as though it had spilled directly from her mother’s lips. With tears eyes, the girl bit her tongue, slowly looking up at Lanawyn. However, when the woman began to speak, her tears faded, and realization flooded over her. She was not being reprimanded or scolded, but taught... Well, at least by Lanawyn.
     Although the girl had been lost in her mind for a second, she jumped back to reality visibly, her eyes blinking and her maw parting. “Of course. Th-thank you.” Her deep voice shook the slightest when she spoke, something that had been happening much to often lately. Of course...it was possibly for the best. Xahi, although wise, was young, and she did not have to be perfect.
     Once more, the girl repeated her words, this time, unwavering.
                                         “Thank you.”