Kildeer Rest otter boy

k’edghildza listened intently, her head tilting slightly as she tried to piece together the boy’s words, her gaze softening as the weight of his story unfolded. her understanding was patchwork, but she clung to the words she could grasp—sick, amulet, new love, kind but always sad. they painted a picture heavy with loss and change, and she could see the struggle etched into the lines of his young face.

without hesitation, she leaned closer, her nose brushing gently against his shoulder in a gesture both tender and grounding. her touch lingered for a moment before she pulled back, offering him a small, warm smile.

the charm... it is lovely, she said softly, her voice carrying the weight of her sincerity despite the limitations of her broken lanzadoii. her gaze flicked briefly to where the amulet rested, her expression one of quiet admiration. she hoped her words might ease the burden he carried, even just a little.

she returned to the greenery they had uncovered, her paws brushing lightly against the delicate plants, yet her attention remained on him. she wanted him to feel that she was listening, that his words mattered. in her smile was a silent assurance—he was not alone.