For Maera it was nothing but a game of echoes. Whatever left the snow pelted scout's mouth, the flame tried to say back. Though it was harder than it sounded, Bazi was an expert at the whole talking deal while little Maera was limited to a the vowels and a few other sounds. Plus, she spoke too fast for the girl to memorize all the sounds. she was barely able to grasp the last syllables of her sentences.
"Me", she repeated while opening her eyes wider as her friend got up to leave. Goodbyes were something Maera wasn't fond of. She followed her with her eyes, since she had no way of actually doing so herself --after failing to take a single step the pup would never be able to go after the white femme.
A whine erupted from her lips but it was quickly silenced by the movement from her mother. Forgetting about her friend's departure she prepared to crawl back, though at the pace she moved in she feared she wouldn't make it for supper.
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