A Mother Never Forgets

*pats the ground and hums* It’s niiiice. *wiggles his legs a bit* Join me!

*Slowly sits down where she stands, tucking a feet under her leg* Sure... you can get up if you want to, right?

*lays in the ground, face down* Ah, ground, you’re so… groundy. 

*Stares* That’s... pretty logic.

Well that’s debatable. But we are mammals. Although some people stay more in touch with their animalistic side or whatever.

*Deadpan* Well that’s debatable. *Rolls her shoulders* Well in the end our ‘animalistic side’ is still the main thing that drives us. Reproduction, survival, ...

(she raises her brows) You’re going to work them like animals? Niiiice.

Well we’re all animals, aren’t we? No need to put on some false human supremacy. 

Interesting. I don’t see many people train at night.

Mhh, it’s calmer. 

I know. Though big projects take a big amount of time. 

True. Best to scare train them.

Well I ordered this little thingy. *Takes a coiled bullwhip from her belt*

Huh…rather interesting. Well, I won’t ask you anymore questions. Do you plan on practicing with your whip right now?

I guess I’m just gonna figure it out tonight under in the moon’s light. 

I suppose. But do you have no reason to leave?

Let’s just say that as long as this camps stands I’ll be happy to stay.

Rather visiting family or being too old to stay.

*Deadpans* Right. Well you won’t get to old, so that’s one thing less. 

(she nods, a pleasant expression on her face) That doesn’t sound bad you know.

I know. Though big projects take a big amount of time.