Febwin nodded, "Yes, I can show you. We can pack now and leave in the morning. You can stay at my place tonight." Her voice was packed with excitement, but she grew a little timid with the last suggestion, "Even if it is a little small." She turned to the elder, "Thank you again, Elder. If you don't mind, we'll take our leave now." She bent a little at the waist with her leg out in a sort of oddly balanced curtsy. Hooves must be difficult to balance on.
"That's fine, my child. Be off with you, then," the old faun nodded her out the door, and Febwin practically dragged Khelira with her. There was a pair that would learn much in the coming days. Febwin was sheltered as part of the village, and she would learn the odd and sometimes terrible ways of the world. Khelira was sheltered for a different reason. Her life had necessitated her separation from the concept of trust. He could tell it was hard for her, even now, to trust in these people she'd never met. Time with Febwin would introduce her to a new set of priciples that she'd probably forgotten: a forgetfulness accompanying the tragedy of her parents' loss.
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Febwin took Khelira into the village. The sun was close to setting, and, what had been a nearly barren village as they'd walked through it the first time, became a bustling, cheerful place. All the fauns who'd been out in the forest working had finished for the day and were conversing or interacting. They went around to various huts, Febwin introducing where it was requested, and gathered various things they would need for a journey of several days through the forest. Febwin wasn't sure exactly what all they would need, so she deferred to Khelira for some things.
Eventually, the sun went down, and Febwin dragged her interim house guest back to her place. They both kind of stood in the doorway for a bit as Febwin surveyed the inside. It was awfully small, after all. A small bed was in one corner, and two others held tables; the one closest to the door had some chairs and a basin. After a short time, Febwin unloaded her arms of the goods they'd bartered for onto the other table. She turned to Khelira with that accomplished, "You can use my bed. I'll just use some of the stuff we bought and sleep on the floor."