Whitefish River Then I said, "I gotta go - I gotta be in Monticello."

Huā laughs like music when the little owl imitates Lumiya's head shake. How cute; she thinks she wouldn't mind a companion like that of her own. The lovely faerie tells the mermaid that she's not from nearby, not even stationed anywhere. Homeless. She would've offered her a place at Rusalka but she wasn't sure if she had the right to do such things. 

When she introduces herself as Lumiya neatly, Huā is warmed by her good behavior. Perhaps not every youth in the Wilds was as foolish and misbehaved as the Rusalkan boy. Nice to know you, Lumiya. Oh! And, Loinnir. My name Huā, I come from beach. But now live with weird pack called Rusalka. She grins a little awkwardly, feeling nervous about what the fae might think of her stunted common tongue. And then curiosity takes over, and she wonders, Why you going east?