ikaia [★] START OF TIME

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— aine | the pitt | fae druid —

Her impression of Ikaia quickly returned to good.  He seemed very nice, and extremely friendly.  She wished she was so outgoing; he made it seem easy.  Growing more comfortable, she offered him a shy, friendly smile of her own, blinking as he went on talking.

If he desired to be the best and made exploring such a common habit, then she didn't see how be wasn't the best already.  Of course, the petite druid knew little of being a pirate, and he wasn't at all like his captain.  He wouldn't, she reasoned fiercely, set her home on fire.  So not all pirates were alike in manner... That made sense... They liked freedom.  Okay.  Well, she did too.  Maybe they could get along.

She liked Ikaia enough.  Maybe they could be friends.  He was already asking if she wanted to explore with him.  As a team.  She hadn't had a friend... Or someone to be a team with since her older brother...

"M'kay," she stopped shuffling her paws, though her eyes still flickered.  What if in exploring with Ikaia, she got more lost? He's good at this; he won't get lost. She felt rather certain she could trust him on that.

"Which way should we go first?" The field was big.  Aine breathed in softly, taking a calming moment to survey her surroundings.

They stood in a little open patch of wildflowers.  A likely place for her butterfly friend to linger.  A bee buzzed her paws and she furrowed her brow.  The grass surrounding them stood well over her full height, making everywhere a mystery.  She must've gone through a good portion of it in her earlier chase, but recalled nothing immediately.

Though she felt a little small, her paws tingled with the apprehension of discovery.

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