"We are shapeshifters."
Tala blinks upon hearing his confession.
Is this a joke?
She doesn't hear anybody laughing, though.
The whole camp has gone silent, if not for the crackling of the fire, she would have feared her ears were no longer working, for even the forest creatures seem to be listening to the drama unfolding.
Tala frowns as she thinks about the little darlings she has been playing with before. "All of you? Even the children?"
"Yes."
She blinks again, considering the probability of a strange culture or tradition.
"Are you telling me the truth or is this some sort of initiation rite for visitors that I have to go through?"
He doesn't say anything and worried that she'd overstepped an invisible line, she reaches out for him and touches his face and he automatically nudge
