Moonspear ^______________^

“I get it,” he said, before gently coaxing her to tell him if there was anything on her mind. Sandwiched in between was a comment about how things would get easier as she grew older, though that was the opposite of her current reality.

Her face scrunched as she thought for a moment, eyes glazing. Then they cleared and moved back and forth across Killdeer’s face, as if wondering if he might truly be able to understand at least some of it. Pie didn’t feel as close to him as anaa or Tiki but he was a consistent presence in her life. She trusted him.

You say it will get easier, the older I get, Treepie repeated slowly. But it’s getting harder. I used to like being both. Not anymore though. My body’s changed and so has my mind, I guess. Realizing she was perhaps talking too vaguely, she sighed and said outright, I don’t like having a penis, dad.