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@leiamotherof2@KessxlRunner *Reaching to grab some food from her hair, in typical infant fashion she brought it to her mouth again to eat it. Then tries to give the bowl a toss with the force, only she barely made it quiver a bit.*
@KessxlRunner@leiamotherof2 *Grabbing yet another handful of food from her dinner, she did not bring it to her mouth just as she had been doing. Instead, she placed it on the top of her head, and getting it all over her amount of hair; before doing the same with her bib and even clothes.*
@leiamotherof2 *She gave a genuine nod of her head in regards of wanting to take a bath. And, that bit about getting to play in the water during bathing seemed to be intriguing to her as well. A hand reached out for her, the other grasping her toy.*
-get some support, she then brings a knee forward, managing to move a bit along the ground. Surprised, she decided to do the same with the opposite hand, and other knee. She did this for a while.
She seemed to be getting it.
@xYoungPilot -her fingers brush themselves along. Somewhat startled, but curious at the same time, she had done it again. Soon, a slight hint of a smile was then upon her face. It would seem that she actually liked how the grass felt. She then started to pull at it with glee.
@xYoungPilot She made a small movement as the softness of the green brushed against her small fingers. Frankly, she seemed a bit spooked, but also amazed at the same time. Grass seemed... gentle and soft. Which, she did not mind at all. In fact, she smiled gently as she reached for it, lettin
โto get the jar open & its contents of cookies to move. Slightly, it was getting closer to the edge of the counter before eventually getting its lid free ,sending a few cookies to the ground, which she began tasting and eating, clearly enjoying them as her snack.
She had squirmed and rolled onto her stomach, starting to crawl through the kitchen. Her eyes spotting the cookie jar on the counter top, she slightly raised up a hand to it, trying to drift into the use of the force,wanting to get a cookie.
Stretching a bit, she had triedโ
@KessxlRunner@leiamotherof2 *Another heartfelt laugh was then heard from her, as she continued to dig her hand into the food, eventually knocking the bowl over, emptying itโs contents onto the tray of the high chair she sat in.*
โ.....โ
Crawls forwards a bit, hazel pair of eyes looking around. She opens her mouth, going to attempt to speak. She tried, only resulting in garbled gibberish until, after a moment she managed to get out a single word.
โ...Da.. โ
โDada?โ She asked. She had finally done it.
She misses her mom.
A whole lot.
Too bad she canโt draw yet to leave her a fancy card. Maybe a flower from a garden will do? Or better yet, saying her first word!
-ever she had the chance, she would also be gripping fistfuls of motherโs clothing whenever she was held, like she was afraid the woman would disappear. The Dark seemed to call upon her, its presence seemed to be overwhelming. And it was intoxicating. But, she had to find-
-she could, only to wake a few hours later, squalling and racked with fear.
She had the habit of gripping whatever blanket she had, fist balled into the fabric. Or a stuffed animal, gripping a furry arm of that of a toy pup or bear. As if it could protect her somehow. When-
-she did not care for the toys she had or the stuffed animals that came a few after. She would play of course, finding little entertainment even after a while. Eventually, she would fall asleep in her play pen, or wherever-
Sleep had eased the redness from the youngling's face and her eyes, but her skin looked sallow in the harsh light of the room she was in. Being inside for her was, sort of nerve wracking.
But-