Blackfeather Woods and keep it all on the inside

Admittedly, Sakhmet was perhaps the least adventurous of the Melonii trio. She did not push limits as much as her brothers did, did not seek out whatever boundaries had been laid for the children. But she did not wish to sound so utterly drab. Watching. Learning. She hummed carefully before she realized that did not sound entirely interesting too. She seemed to lack exciting tales but perhaps she could conjure something. That, uh, lady. She took me to the lesson. The child elaborated, more so to jog her own memory than anything else. I can beat her! I'm real quick! There was no denying the pride that seeped into her words as she flashed a toothy smile to her mother.