The closer they get to his home the more she notices the way he moves ahead only to slow himself back down to wait for her. It's...sweet. And Dyname feels conflicted considering this of a mortal. So she pretends not to notice. Even while her breathing grows rougher with the movement and distance. The walk has taken more out of her than she had expected, as this mortal body continues to prove its limitations. Every uneven patch of ground jars painfully through her ribs, careful breaths growing shallower the longer she forces herself onward. And by the time the end has arrived, exhaustion hangs visibly from her small frame, dragging at her paws and pulling her nose downward.

"We're here." the announcement is a wave of relief, and she slowly lifts her dual toned eyes. This was his home, but it was foreign to her, where she longs for the salty air and the crashing waves this place smells of warmth, earth and wolves, layers of overlapping scents that speak of family. It feels so full, and Dyname feels so out of place.

Her eyes follow him as he pushes together leaves and dirt into a makeshift little nest imperfect and uneven and entirely sincere, her eyes soften through their fatigue.

"you get cahmfortable i'll call me mahm" Okay... by the time she lowers herself her composure slips, the movement sending sharp pain through her chest as her body curls instinctively around herself ears dropping as she breathes through it in careful short little pulls.

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She can't help but fall very still as the woman appears, suddenly hyper aware, her eyes lift slowly from the little nest Lonan made her toward the woman and for the first time she looks unmistakably like what is beneath her composure. A hurt child far from home. The woman smells like saltwater and fish and something stronger beneath it all. Familiarity and protection. The kind of presence that fills a space naturally. Dyname notices immediately the way Lonán folds toward her without hesitation, and something in her chest aches at the sight. Her heart pulling to Ampoule

When he moves between them afterward like some tiny guardian standing watch over her, Dyname blinks surprised enough that it shows plainly across her face. "do naht wahrry. me mahm's de best." she doesn't know what to say right away, her breathing hitching faintly sharpness lancing through her side making her flinch before she can hide it.

... I need to find my sister, she admits softly. We were at the tree, but she did not come back through with me

And despite all the steadiness she usually carries, despite the calm restraint in her nature, there is something very young in the way she speaks.

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Dyname remained quietly within the little nest of leaves Lonán had made for her. The pain had settled deep into her ribs now, a persistent ache that followed every breath and movement alike. She did her best not to draw attention to it, her attention remaining fixed instead on Lonán and his mother.

She found herself staring longer than what was probably polite, there was something comforting about it, something she missed. For all the strength Dyname carried herself with, she was still only a pup who missed her family terribly. When Lyra began speaking directly to her, Dyname forced herself to focus. The mention of finding her sister immediately captured her attention, ears perking forward and some of the exhaustion fading from her gaze.

Her name is Ampoule, she answered quickly. She's...mostly white with some brown, we lived by the ocean...right on it actually not at all like her in fact, but they were sisters nonetheless. The mention of healers, earned a much different reaction dark ears falling back in reluctance a natural response every child felt when medicine was being discussed. Besides, they didn't know it but she was a nymph, did nymphs even need medicine or would time prove the best remedy?

...I can wait until after we find her. there was no one better to doctor her than another nymph, even though to them it was surely an unreasonable suggestion. Her dual toned gaze shifted back to Lonan, offering a small smile at his comment, You did, she mused softly. But then...

Mutton?

She looked between them both,

What is mutton?

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