QUESTION YOUR FAITH / joining

[aine.]

[align=center]— aine | the pitt | fae druid —

The desert failed to enthuse the child.  As a place to explore however, the petite vixen hardly retreated from the burning sands, though the trek may win her a brief scolding for reckless behavior later if she wasn't careful.  Given her father's protective nature though...

Aine spotted the feline, then quickly recognized Redvox from their side of the border making his way towards him.  With a sudden burst of speed, the child scrambled towards the duo, skidding to a stop behind Redvox.  Silently, she popped her head up behind him, blinking up at the stranger with bright, hazel hues.

Truthfully, the little fae disliked the border, though her naïve mind failed to entirely comprehend it.  She frowned slightly at Vox, her dark paws shifting in the sand.  She took kindly to visitors, didn't she?  Why would Vox say that then?  She'd been nice to every newcomer she'd met.  It wouldn't be polite of her not to be.

Her brows creased as she rocked lightly on her paws, ears perked in curiousity.

— I'll come back when you call me —