Whitefish River but I stay outside his reach

Her head tilted as he spoke. The low wave of her tail did not cease, her doe-eyes unshifting from his single sunshine slate. His home or not, Noe i ka Lani Kakahiaka would get her way one way or another.

How can I know if I do not go? She smiled, eyes sparkling with the energy of a youth who craved to learn. You will take me, won't you? Her smile turned into a cheerful grin, her paws tapping and dancing with pure excitement.

She would behave. Nothing would be taken, not a single strand of fur would be shifted. Hokulani was a smart girl; she knew better than to be cruel outright.