Noctisardor Bypass Soft blue skies, helium balloons float up, away

"because it's she's brown," heda said very simply once wylla had finished. she digested each bit of information in parts, answering out of turn. shaking her head against the ground solemnly at the mention of this shark, she blinked away, waiting for wylla to explain as she went on. "boy birds are prettier than girl birds."
and a nod to carbinals. her great-aunt knew the exact one of which heda had spoken.
she let out a sigh, and then another. not from any true moving of the spirit, but for the sound of it, the way her belly muscles clenched and released and made a new sensation. eventually she would sicken herself with the exercise, but for now it was only that, exploration.
heda rolled onto her side and watched wylla as she spoke, eyes falling to the adult's mouth as she took in every new word with the hyperfocus of an untutored child.