Two Eyes Cenote Dear Arkansas Daughter

Safiya smiled, sharp toothed and determined. I can find most anything if I set my mind to it. And I am learning to be a surprise. I was told to use my size to my advantage so I try too. And besides who is gonna look twice at a pup. She shrugged a shoulder then. It was true. She was no true prize. She was half way to a yearling and still held the bulk and build of someone much younger. She doubted she'd get much bigger. And it didn't matter anyway.

She looked him over with a sad cast. Why didn't anyone spend time with you? You were wrongly imprisoned. So. That means clean slate.

She wrinkled her maw. Yuck. That place was dirty and depressing. You should not be there.

She nodded. I've seen my mother wear that a time or two. I don't much like it. Seems frivolous. But I suppose not everyone is like me.

She ghosted forward and looked over the plants, but didn't touch them. I don't know much about it. But my mother likes flowers and so does Tiye. I find them resilient and brave though.