I wish you wouldnβt have said that.
( He laughs. He picks flowers and clovers from the ground, occasionally slipping them in to braid into the hair. )
Mhm. Hers was a bit more curly⦠But, same difference.
( He smiled. )
I was too young to really know how. At that age, I just stuck everything in my mouth.
( Eyes drifted to the sun, squinting as his ears tilted downward a little. He shielded his eyes with his cloak. )
This is a good story. I like the way you tell it.