Noctisardor Bypass aulana

the little lip went out; skaigona was young but not so young as to not understand when she was being laughed at. the small wisp of a tail stood out stiffly behind her, and tears began to roll into the saucer of her eyes until the other's excitable voice distracted her again.
"butt doctor," she mumbled. "wyllam." a second. wyllam hadn't exactly made the best impression upon her, and skaigona glanced dourly at the remains of the butterfly. "s'it!?" she questioned loudly, coming to stand alongside the other at the prospect of sweet and round things, though she remained a bit suspicious.
"where berries, wyllam?" and then, "wat s'it!?"