Lost Creek Hollow All I need is for our relationship to be remembered beautifully

Xan did not have to worry about his conversation being heard by unwelcome pair of ears - Nunataq did not speak and he would have to use other means to tell, what he was up to. It had been a long time now, since she had tailed after her father on the borders or invited him for a friendly practice spar. The girl was approaching her first birthday now and had grown more self-sufficient and independent as before. She did not need to depend on her parents for survival and therefore any remnant emotional ties to them were growing thin and would break apart completely in the end.

Therefore it was a little surprise that Xan was calling for her now and this curiousity was still written accross her features, when she came in sight and stopped few feet away from him. Inquisitive and waiting for an explanation.