Moonspear Sweet sunshine

Ajei was not one that looked to the sky often. Not because it wasn't beautiful, but because she preferred. The rivers and the lakes, the trees and the forest. Loam and grass and moss.

She had not liked the sand exactly when she had visited the beach. But the ocean had given her a fierce feeling deep in the pit of her belly. She had adored it and feared it both. 

A small smile. But she didn't say anything else. She had thought of it. And perhaps it had simply slipped his mind. or he had not realized. And that was okay.

Ajei thought of her mother's den and she did not find aversion to the idea. She missed her mother and despite her father's proclivity for leaving. her mother had made it as beautiful as she could. It was homey and she loved it.

I am okay with staying in mine if you would like. Mother made it a home and I can continue that I believe.