Moonspear the puppet show

Two other participants welcome. Takes place at the rendezvous site.

The little raindrop wasn't so little anymore, although she would likely continue to refer to herself as such. While her brother spoke, she remained silent. She listened, of course, even if they did not know it. Sialuk soaked up everything everybody said, but she was still digesting it. She was still trying to figure it all out. Language was so complicated and her young brain hadn't quite figured out how it was going to approach it yet, so it simply had not. She barked, yipped, and howled when appropriate, meaning she did not lack the appropriate vocal cords. It was the words and the babbling she had never picked up on.

Skies above were pouring down rain, and the child blinked at it from under a small patch of trees on the edge of the rendezvous site. Her parents and Saviguk were likely around somewhere, although she could not spot them right now. The torrential rains weren't helping matters. She shifted closer to the truck of the tree where she sat, trying to keep herself as much out of the rain as possible.