Two Eyes Cenote Quiet steps

Not at all. Thank you.

Safiya had seen the man in a coat of many colors ahead of her. She had noticed him with wide eyed fascination. As she did with everyone in the corridor. He had held something in his teeth, that she had been curious over.

Safiya didn't know this man's troubles with her mother. Had he been outspoken, she could have agreed that sometimes she was irritating. Especially when she paid special attention to only one babe. Which happened more often than not. Hence why here she was and here was where her family wasn't.

However, in her open eyed fascination. She had missed the other figure. And now here she stopped short like a leash. Staring upwards at aface she had been watching. And wondering how she had not fallen.

Safiya stared back at him with eyes wide in wonder. Not a lick of fear in those sea depths. A proud tilt to her head. For she had not yet been taught her place as slave. Though when that lesson came. Though she may grow meek and mild. There would be no fear.

Safiya sniffed at his nose as he came near her. Tiny snout wrinkling. One small wag of red tail.

Her voice barely used came out soft and quiet. Walk? Yes.