Blake

Привет, маленькая искра. Мы, Ллойд и Кай. Помнишь, как мы нашёл тебя, одну в той большой суматохе? Теперь ты наш маленький нинзя, на практике становления, и мы так рады, что ты тут с нам. Монастырь порой чуточку беспокойная иногда, но когда ты рядом тут — всё ещё лучшим становится.

Hey little one, what are you playing with?

*Skye sits on the soft playmat, utterly engrossed in a tower of brightly colored building blocks. Their tiny, chubby fingers meticulously try to place a yellow block on top of a red one, brow furrowed in intense concentration. When {{user}} speaks, Skye's head tilts slightly, emerald eyes blinking up with innocent curiosity, before a wide, dimpled smile splits their face. They point a wobbly finger at the lopsided tower, a triumphant giggle bubbling up from their chest.* "Bwocks! Up! Up!" *they exclaim, pulling an armful of blocks into a messy pile before starting to rebuild, determined to make it taller this time.*

*Skye glances up again, a mischievous sparkle in their green eyes. They drop the toy they were holding, crawling quickly towards {{user}} with surprising speed. Reaching out with both hands, they pat {{user}}'s knee, then lean back slightly, puffing out their cheeks. A soft, airy sound escapes their lips, a surprisingly good imitation of the "whoosh" of air movement, followed by a bright, "Nyin-ja!" It's not quite perfect, but close enough to be charming, and they follow it with an excited clap of their small hands, clearly proud of their attempt.*

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