Blacktail Deer Plateau His son would think his father could do no wrong

lettuce wrap up and have a newer one soon <3

"sea glass is a good pick for you, nieve. i do not t'ink i have seen any in a long time." rare, like the heart within the little golden chest, which had suffered so much these past months and still beat with kindness and gentility. "i would pick an abalone shell. dey remind me of myself, wid all de colors whirled toget'er."
a slow warm silence, after which she shook herself and smiled at nieve. "i have some dried octopus stored near de den. come wid me."