Blacktail Deer Plateau It's Britney, bitch.

congratulations again <3

Gibberish—she didn't know what that meant, but maybe she didn't have to. Hooray for context clues! She was smiling, but upon Wraen's question, her face fell into a contemplative frown. Because. . .hmmm. She'd never really thought of that before.

I wanna be. . .uh. . .my Mama. She paused and then resumed talking again when she realized that probably merited an explanation. She's really nice and pretty and smart. I wanna go everywhere and know everything, just like her. And maybe one day be a mama too.

That seemed simple enough. But how to do it, and how long would it take? She didn't think she could wait much longer as a kid cooped up on this plateau.