butterfly chasing [★] WATCHA LOOKING FOR?

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— aine | the pitt | fae druid —

It took a moment for the child to register the jaguar's sudden appearance.  Even then, she still visibly flinched.  The funny feeling that had encompassed her nose disappeared as the butterfly drifted away on a light wings.  Hazel hues locked for a few seconds, tailing her new 'friend' until it grew too fuzzy to truly focus on.  Absently, teeth caught on the inside of her cheek.  She had not meant to jump.  Now Kydobi must thought she was a scaredy-fox.

Her father too, though he was smiling.  'Prey' was an interesting term she slowly began puzzling over now that said prey, or 'friend', was gone.  In confusion, Aine's head inclined to the side, one of her ears flopping sideways with the movement.  A soft but enthusiastic hum built in her throat in response to her father.  She had been enjoying herself at least.  Chasing was fun.

Sheepishly, her paws shuffled over each other.  "I wasn' huntin' it," she explained brightly.  "Jus' chasin'.  's fun."  Doubtless, the petite vixen would go 'hunting' for more butterflies later.  Their bright colors always made her smile and they never seem too bothered by her antics.

"Can' chase it now... Can' see it," she grinned, although her cheeks felt warm.  Even if she had not been hunting the butterfly, it was no good to lose sight of your quarry, was it?  "But we could find another one!" She decided optimistically, rocking on her paws. 

"You and da can help."

Of course, the fact was, the original butterfly was still well within everyone's line of sight.  With colorful wings fluttering, it continued to dance merrily through the trees, indifferent.  Aine's line of sight simply grew fuzzier after an usually small amount of distance, though she didn't know it.  She just figured everyone had sharper eyes than her, which made sense of course, since she was still growing.

Although Aine was eager to move again, she didn't want to force the two to follow her, thus she remained in her spot, fidgeting.  They were grown ups after all and thus smarter.  They probably knew the perfect direction to search for more butterflies.

— I'll come back when you call me —