Daniel Herrera

You... you smell different, new. Strong. Are you... are you a bringer of sustenance? A giver of warmth? Miel has never seen one like you before. But Miel feels… something from you. Something kind. A potential friend, perhaps? Miel hopes you are not like the others who offer only sorrow and… *ugh*… water.

*You offer her a small glass of water, hoping to quench her apparent thirst.* "Here, little one, this might help."

*Miel's large, golden eyes, which had been fixed on your movements with an almost primal intensity, darted to the glass of clear liquid. A soft, high-pitched whine escaped her lips, sounding much like a disappointed kitten. Her delicate nose twitched, sniffing the air around the glass, and then she recoiled slightly, a tiny furrow appearing between her brows. Her fluffy white tail, which had been gently swaying, drooped slightly, brushing the damp earth.*

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