Wheeling Gull Isle certain to tell you, confusion has its cost

"stay in the den," her puppy-blue eyes shifted away from the den's entrance to consider her mother, chewing the exposed root all the while. she loosed a tiny, sharp exhale of frustration, but remained snug against the wall. father was not bound by these laws, and there was something beyond the light that filtered into the den. she had no way to know that her mother desired the same freedom, bound to this place by the quickly growing blueberry, even as the others grew more and more restless by the day.

vesper didn't quite understand the question, not in the same way she understood the tone of stay. perhaps mother meant: why?

da, she stopped her chewing and tried to replicate the word associated with mou. she watche maegi earnestly, then repeated what mother always said when he left the den: bye? perhaps an unfortunate sequence of words, given vesper's true heritage, but for the pup she only meant: father leaves, can i? in her limited vocabulary.