Trinket rose and followed the woman, carrying her doll with one arm against her chest. The gentle wind tousled her hair, but it got no reaction from her. She followed down the stones, her bare feet chilled as they touched the bare rock, though while she noted the sensation, she showed no signs of concern for it. Her eyes focused only on the woman, the subject of her latest curiosity.
"Are there many new types of birds?" she asked. She'd been created with full knowledge of all of the flora and fauna of Caido, but she now considered that this knowledge might, in fact, be incomplete. If new creatures were arriving in the world, then there may be many species that she simply knew nothing about. "What about other animals? How many new species are there? Where are they coming from?"
She was curious about these new possibilities. Anything new was interesting. And this caretaker, so it seemed, was the ideal person to educate her in this matter. So she followed along, neither knowing nor caring where the caretaker was leading her. Wherever the woman was going, Trinket would follow.
"Are there many new types of birds?" she asked. She'd been created with full knowledge of all of the flora and fauna of Caido, but she now considered that this knowledge might, in fact, be incomplete. If new creatures were arriving in the world, then there may be many species that she simply knew nothing about. "What about other animals? How many new species are there? Where are they coming from?"
She was curious about these new possibilities. Anything new was interesting. And this caretaker, so it seemed, was the ideal person to educate her in this matter. So she followed along, neither knowing nor caring where the caretaker was leading her. Wherever the woman was going, Trinket would follow.
