Phoenix Maplewood All that was once so beautiful is dead

what sort of dark stuff was the moonspear girl filling kitten's head with? he was familiar with one of the terms, but not the other. evidently sunny was just as taken aback; their eyes met, his own sparkling with wry humor, a tinge of confusion added. he looked back at kasatka with a resigned sigh, thinking to himself that he ought to speak with chaiyya later.

"an urchin is a child, usually a--" his words died in his mouth as he considered the word further. an urchin was an orphan. abandoned to the wilds. he had once been an urchin; he had been called so, before. his mouth twisted into a frown, clearly uncomfortable, before continuing on. "a child, merbani. usually a playful one, who likes to get into trouble."

he nipped gently at the tuft of hair behind her ear. "fits you well," adi teased, thinking of her knack for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. "and your brothers, too." he shook his head, shrugging. "i don't know what a thrall is." he really hoped it wasn't something grossly inappropriate to be telling a child.