A Mind Made of Crushed Little Stars

[A twig snaps. Angie jolts, searching for the creature that made the sound. Was it friend or foe? Predator or prey?]

[The girl emerges, pushing her glasses up his nose]

Your very good at that, y'know. I don't see many girls hunting. It's nice to know I'm not alone

[She twirls with a lock of her hair]

I like your bows

-🐇 ( @lunar-lop)

She took a second to get a better look, a smile quickly making its home on her face,

“Of course I am! Can’t let the boys have all the fun, can I?”

A notable air of tension seemed to lift off her once she realized another girl was her company. Her feet sort of bounced while dragging the pig behind her, eager to talk.

“If you think this is big game, you should’ve seen this one I got awhile back! Big and fat it was- like a bear wearing a pigs skin-!”

She gestured all big with her hands, puffing out her cheeks and blowing in an imitation of the thing,

“Cool you like to hunt. How do you do it? I don’t see you in hunting parties often, you don’t wear paint, not that you’ve got to, I’m just curious is all- Oh!”

Eyes darted to the hair of the girl across from her, pigtails in yellow bows. An even bigger grin spread across her as a simple mind remembered the strangers compliment to her hair,

“We’re matching!”

She gestured at her own hair and then the girls, mouth toothy and awkward and full of glee.

“I’m Angie!”

Yeah, We're matching! I'm um, I'm Ruth Sanchez, nice to meet you Angie.

[She plays with a lock of hair from her pigtails]

I uh, I usually hunt by placing- placing traps here and there. I don't hunt with the uh, with the boy because I don't like them much. Haven't had the- the need to paint my face since I'm not, y'know...

[She waves her hand, vaguely gesticulating.]

Maybe... maybe we could go hunting sometime and- and you could help me do my face paint? I could- um, I could give you one of the pelt I've been trying to tan. My um, my aunt is really into taxidermy and- and tanning and those sorts of things so she um, she taught me.

[She glances at her mary-janes]

If that's uh, not too much trouble.

Hello. You're um... you're boat, right? You're friends with Ampha?

[Her voice is quiet, with a relatively flat affect. Fingers run through her tightly coiled her.]

I see you two talk a lot. Thought I should... um... talk to you. I'm Ruth.

[She fumbles with the pockets of her skirt, revealing tangles of creepers]

You... fish, right? I hunt- make traps y'know. Can I watch you fish?

-🐇 ( @lunar-lop)

[Boat gives her a soft smile]

"Yep, Ampha and I are practically twins. I'd say we're pretty close."

[He adjusts his grip on the spear and rests it on his left shoulder]

"I don't mind you watchin' me, it's great to have company while I'm fishing. Maybe you and I could figure out how to make a snare trap."

mentioned:

Yeah! Maybe we could. My grandpa used to take me out hunting when I was little. I hope I still remember how to tie one.

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@white-wysteria

@heavens-harold

@ask-norman-alexander-lotf

@lunar-lop

@the-celestial-fawn

@dear-miss-marley

@operas-alcove

Bonus

[A girl with yellow ribbons in her hair calls out to Ampha. When she meets her gaze the girl tenses, playing with her hair.]

I uh, I'm setting hunting traps. I don't want you to get hurt.

[She bites her cheek, twirling a lock of hair between her fingers.]

I um, I've heard about you. From my friend, Eve. I'm Ruth.

[Ruth's eyes flick back to Ampha's, a nervous smile on her lips.]

-🐇 ( @lunar-lop)

Ampha slows down, trying not to fall over as she stops. She turns to look at Ruth. There's a slight look of fear in her eyes before she blinks a couple of times, brushing herself off with a smile.

"Ah- Thank you ill watch out.."

The girl looks back to Ruth at the mention of Eve, giving a softer smile.

"Oh, you're friends with Eve? She's quite sweet, so are you. And you look gorgeous. Uhm- be safe out here. Please. Something doesn't feel right, not now. But you seem to know what you're doing.. Still be safe, though, i wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

-🦌

[She blushes, fiddling with one of her pigtails. Her brow furrows at the prospect of danger]

Are you sure? I know the uh... there's the boars and the hunters and such- did you see something? What's going on?

transcript:

Ruth Sánchez

-13, Dominican, Afro Latina

-Aspiring Engineer

-Described as "Anxious and hard to speak with" (Has and anxiety disorder and autism)

-Eve's best friend and classmate

-Good at hunting and setting traps though she dislikes the hunters

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