Wheeling Gull Isle Lavender sunsets

A sad note hit the girl as she listened to how his more was caring, past tense. She was no longer of this world, a caring woman that would roll in lavender to calm her children and those around her. Another bright soul darkened by death but she was up there, her light would shine in the night sky forever. She gave him a reassuring smile but did not comment, she wished she could meet someone that did what she did.

Her invitation was no in question, her wording confusing the blackbird before her. Oh, right.. Shame colored her dark face as she dropped her eyes to her purple tinted paws, he did not understand the way she spoke. She remembered the fire boy, @Orochi, and his harsh words about how she spoke. She knew it was weird but she could not fix this habit. Too many hours of training, too many beatings to cement this behavior.

"Yes, for you to sit or lay with.. ah.. near.. to watch the sun set." She looked up at him as she tried to explain. What she was the way she was.. "this one waa trained to never say.. to refer to one's self with individuality.. sorry for.. the confusion." she smiled sadly .