Sky Mesa You can be Amazing

Safiya thought about sharing her father's language, but that felt intrusive. That her father would find that distasteful. So she didn't say it. For in her father's language it fell and rolled like this one, with consonants and lyrics.

Safiya wrinkled her nose in her own amusement at teh way he spoke. And gave a soft huff of a small chuckle. 

She follows his gaze. She was alone out here. Probably not her best idea, but she was still young and much naive in the way of things. At least in part. 

She watched surprised as he raced away. She watched him noting that he was a runner. She wondered what had made him so fast. She herself was quick, but she was small and agile. He was larger than her. Though most were. Even the half breeds like her. 

Eyes looked upon the flower with delight as she placed a small paw to it's corner. The petal soft and warm from the sun. She bent her head to sniff at it, the purple tickling her nose, highlighting the bridge of her nose and eyes. She smiled and closed them to enjoy it. She had found a new love of flowers thanks to Machi.