Dragoncrest Cliffs Argue with angels and I always win

Suzu wanted to squeeze him tightly, but he was so young yet- so she refrained and instead just gritted her teeth together and nuzzled the top of his head gently. He was so soft, still- he hadn’t yet grown out of his puppy fur. Far too young to be out on his own. She felt more and more convinced that she’d made the right decision.

She wasn’t sure if he meant he wasn’t familiar with the word, or if he simply had no memory of ever having a home- but she could change that. She was determined to. 

”Home is where you live; it is where you live wid de ones who love you, where you grow up…Where your heart longs to be, whenever you leave it.” Suzu did not have much experience with travelling, but she had felt terribly homesick when she had fled to Wheeling Gull Isle. 

She felt guilty when she realized she hadn’t told him her name. She’d first considered him to be edible, and had them picked him up and carried him a couple miles back to her home- and hadn’t even taken a moment to tell him her name.

Maybe she still had a few apprehensions about what she’d done. Perhaps it had been hasty- but at least she hadn’t let the birds get him.

”I am Suzu.” She thought she owed him an apology too-  but she didn’t want him to worry, or demand that she return him to Ankyra Sound. ”I ‘ave two sisters about your age,” she supposed, anyway. ”My Mot’er…I t’ink she will take care of you. You…Ravin, your mother…Do you remember what ‘appened to ‘er?” She asked, squinting lightly. In a way, she hoped he didn’t. It might be easier that way.