Starglow Basin asco

It didn’t take a genius to see that Soto was searching for his pack mate. Bushtit knew her scent too, so he eagerly joined the effort. He dropped his head and scoured the dry earth with his nose, though he could only find stale traces. He sniffed after them until Soto’s voice snared his attention.

Raising his head, the boy processed this latest string of unfamiliar words: “No se donde esta ella.” He only recognized the first, though he repeated them in his head a few times and then muttered them under his breath.

You don’t know where she is right now, do you? Bushtit guessed. Without waiting for an answer, he turned to say, -“He doesn’t know where she is right now, pretty sure,”- to Towhee.

He knew his mother didn’t have much patience for the language barrier. But that was why Bushtit wanted to stick around and learn what he could. He wanted to be able to talk to his dad but he also wanted his parents to be able to speak to one another.

-“I want to learn your language. I want you to understand mine, both of them,”- Bushtit said earnestly.

He just wasn’t sure where to start.