Firefly Glen [PHE] My soul's resurrected, yeah, it's been here before

auntie chani and granme chacal.

purple-blue gaze, like a lilac that couldn't make up it's mind which color it wished to be yet, stare at the women before her and feel a wave of comfort. of yearning for something she did not tangibly understand yet. a siren's call to a home that she knew in the marrow of her bones, in the song of her soul but was too young to decipher.

boldly, she moved away from etienne's side to greet them true; chacal first and then chani.

bonjou! caliste offers them upon a small giggle, tail wagging as she looks up at the two women with awe.