Nova inspected the lodge for signs of other life, but didn't spot anything, so she shrugged her shoulders. "Hm. Okay." She didn't really believe him, but she had no proof that he was lying, and it wasn't like she really cared. She didn't have to live there. Regardless, she tilted her head, the glittering pompom on her head flopping to the side. "Who's your family? Do you have siblings too? Kids? Grandkids?" Age was a fluid concept to her, and she hadn't the faintest guess as to how old Noah might be.
Following behind, she skipped along to the clearing, inspecting the materials like any good artist. Her eyes lingered on the pretty scales that shimmered in the bright sunlight of the Tundra then admired the sparkling water that screamed 'Safrin' in bold letters. Approval spread through the nodding of her head and the beaming smile she still wore - the one that only burned brighter at his question. "Wait! I get to pick?!" She was suddenly bouncing again, surveying the space as thoughts and ideas cascaded through her mind. "How about a glittering fountain of stars that doesn't freeze?! Or a bright lamp post with star shapes in it?! Or what about a tree with stars hanging from it?! It could be metal or ice or a real tree?!" Limits didn't exist when it came to her mother, and Nova pulsed with the excitement of building something magnificent in her name.
Following behind, she skipped along to the clearing, inspecting the materials like any good artist. Her eyes lingered on the pretty scales that shimmered in the bright sunlight of the Tundra then admired the sparkling water that screamed 'Safrin' in bold letters. Approval spread through the nodding of her head and the beaming smile she still wore - the one that only burned brighter at his question. "Wait! I get to pick?!" She was suddenly bouncing again, surveying the space as thoughts and ideas cascaded through her mind. "How about a glittering fountain of stars that doesn't freeze?! Or a bright lamp post with star shapes in it?! Or what about a tree with stars hanging from it?! It could be metal or ice or a real tree?!" Limits didn't exist when it came to her mother, and Nova pulsed with the excitement of building something magnificent in her name.
Nova
It's so fluffy I could die!
