Luneshale Pass Paws Up, Square Up, Baby Let's go

Safiya did not know what it meant to be a woman, no more than she knew what it meant to be a sister or a daughter anymore. In time she may find out or she may not. But what she was, was unapologetically herself. 

She had noticed her growth herself. She was no longer a child. An even match of her mother and father size wise with her own features. 

She lifte her head with a smile, turning her singular eye to Soto's face. Hola Soto! ¿Cómo estás? Nada.