PopcornPie
Dazed, confused, but chugging on.
"Oooh...I'm ten right now." Yuchino crawled towards Cinder. "I'm working to grow up on my own, too! As soon as Nao dropped me into my mommy's lap, I was learning to fight all by myself!" She remembered how tough it looked, watching other fledgling Miletans take out those foxes. Then she was pushed into it herself, and she...well, she still stumbled over it. In the coming weeks, however, she learned to take the foxes down with grace and rhythm. Soon she was taking out brown foxes, red foxes, red spiders, white spiders, all by the bushel. Before the...incident, Yuchino was learning to gain the upper hand on common gray wolves. Miletans were a very friendly, kindly community, so if she needed help, she wouldn't have to go far to find any. Passerbys were willing to drop off more valuable weapons to her, just to help her on her way.
"Festivals...We have those, too." Yuchino rarely showed interest in the events most of the time, but kept hard to whatever tasks they gave her. Helping the Easter Bunny paint his eggs, for example, was quickly performed, and a lot of fun, too. Now, what Cinder said about being scammed growing up didn't sound right to her. "I hunt my own food, I don't really sell anything. Miletans are really nice, though, especially the healers." It was quite a cause for alarm when Yuchino, or someone her age, wandered into a Healer's House, all scratched and banged up. However much Yuchino cried, their silky fingertips took the pain away, and their soft eyes reassured her that everything would be all right. She missed their concerned calls, their warm, soft bandages.
"I miss my home, too. It's beautiful. There's big fields and mountains, and the water is always so fresh and cool..."
II-CinderRadcliff-II
"Festivals...We have those, too." Yuchino rarely showed interest in the events most of the time, but kept hard to whatever tasks they gave her. Helping the Easter Bunny paint his eggs, for example, was quickly performed, and a lot of fun, too. Now, what Cinder said about being scammed growing up didn't sound right to her. "I hunt my own food, I don't really sell anything. Miletans are really nice, though, especially the healers." It was quite a cause for alarm when Yuchino, or someone her age, wandered into a Healer's House, all scratched and banged up. However much Yuchino cried, their silky fingertips took the pain away, and their soft eyes reassured her that everything would be all right. She missed their concerned calls, their warm, soft bandages.
"I miss my home, too. It's beautiful. There's big fields and mountains, and the water is always so fresh and cool..."
II-CinderRadcliff-II