She is too old to be escorted around by her parents but sometimes she makes demands of them just for the sake of doing so. Morgayne is not truly manipulative but a child often learns how to ask things of her keepers in a way that has the greatest chance of getting what it wants.
I’m going to the forest, said she, biting at Crybaby until his serpent threatened her away.
I’m going to see who lives there--to Hatchetface--ask them why they live in the trees.
Bye.
So her family takes a day trip to the forest with Morgayne in the middle or just ahead, inserting herself vexatiously between her closely bonded sibling-parents whenever they try to have a conversation between themselves. When with the twins she speaks a smattering of the common tongue mixed with their strange secret language. She’s grown up with both and so communicates fluidly in between, using whichever best conveys her message.
Morgayne is the first one to spot the yellow and pink through the trees, and she kicks out at Hatchet who happens to be the twin between her and “Mom.” Its a statement, not a call out to the mare standing alone in the trees. The bubblegum girl slips away from the twins and trots over to the mare. It’s been a long time since she’s even bothered to spy on the mad creature. “Jackel.” Says the youngest of the woman’s children when she halts just out of reach to stare at her. Morgayne had wandered away from her at a very young age, and the boys have been her parents this past year and a half. The girl does not understand mothers, or what she ought to do when her own insane one is standing in the woods for no reason.
we could be strangers
@[crybaby]
