how glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains
You like her passionate exclamation, even if you maybe cannot bring yourself to mirror it. Oh, you know that humans are the ultimate apex predator, you could take on the world, blah blah blah, but when it comes to being really dangerous? That just isn't you.
It's a good thing, then, that you're very good at playing pretend.
"Me too," surges from your lips- and then, impassioned, it comes again. "Me too!" What is the Labyrinth doing here? It can't be anything but intentional, but if it is then why hasn't it completely devolved without attention? You're so caught up in your pondering and discovery (the leaf now placed inside your mouth) that you fail to notice the girl jump down until she is behind you, all bright hair and bright smiles and eager, flashing eyes.
You, on the other hand, are incredibly awkward. Spinning around in surprise, it's a wonder you don't back into the bushes. "Oh!" The squirrel squeaks an echoed ptotest, hopping off your head to vanish back into the bush. Beneath your freckles your face is hot, the surprise still flush upon it as your lips split into a grin, a jumble of words cascading from your mouth. "You came down from your tree. Hello! I do wanna go. Do you? I'm Kai. Your hair is a nice color. Like a maple tree!"
Smoooooooth.
It's a good thing, then, that you're very good at playing pretend.
"Me too," surges from your lips- and then, impassioned, it comes again. "Me too!" What is the Labyrinth doing here? It can't be anything but intentional, but if it is then why hasn't it completely devolved without attention? You're so caught up in your pondering and discovery (the leaf now placed inside your mouth) that you fail to notice the girl jump down until she is behind you, all bright hair and bright smiles and eager, flashing eyes.
You, on the other hand, are incredibly awkward. Spinning around in surprise, it's a wonder you don't back into the bushes. "Oh!" The squirrel squeaks an echoed ptotest, hopping off your head to vanish back into the bush. Beneath your freckles your face is hot, the surprise still flush upon it as your lips split into a grin, a jumble of words cascading from your mouth. "You came down from your tree. Hello! I do wanna go. Do you? I'm Kai. Your hair is a nice color. Like a maple tree!"
Smoooooooth.
