Seaside Moors I see my long lost blossom of shalimar

so many siblings <3

solaire's ears flattened to her head when the little growl came from one of the darker children- not afraid, but rather hurt that the boy did not want to come and play. she could not process the total reasoning behind it yet; still the mind of a child. 

bonjour, solaire. 

the sunbeam turned blue gaze to her sister who sat upon her stomach. bonjour, clementine. um... they names, kisa yo ye? she mumbled awkwardly, shifting her feet. gaze fell back into the darkness of the den- knowing that these children were tied to her, even if younger, appearing at a different time than herself and arcelia. she longed to be a good big sister.