"It always slipped my mind to ask my mother to teach me. But she didn't know how to read very well either. It was hard enough for her to teach me to count." She smiled nostalgically, remembering what an awful teacher her mother had been when it came to things like math and literature. She mentally shook herself and went back to frowning. "You don't need to try and bribe me either, I'm not going to cry. Stories of people I'll never meet won't help me catch a meal. Learning to read won't find me a place to sleep. I've done fine so far without all that." Yve's eyes trailed back around the garden, and she noticed Shylar coming toward them. When she asked whether she or Lucas was Kelvic, it wasn't a surprise. Yve could sense a magic within the girl, as all animals could tell such things, and neither was she surprised by Lucas's confusion. He had obviously been touched by a higher power in some way, that much she had also sensed, but most humans didn't have the instinctual sight that other animals possessed. It was sad, in a way, that many humans were blind to this knowledge. The other girl, Xena, had joined in with Shylar, agreeing with Lucas. "I am Kelvic." Yve said, nodding absently to all of them. "You normally can't tell us from humans or animals, no. Some of us have physical clues, like our eyes or teeth, and other times we can give ourselves away by how we act. My mother would growl when she got mad and pant sometimes when it was hot. Other than that, we look normal." She nodded toward Shylar, looking her in the eyes knowingly. "You have a gift though. You can see." Yve didn't have a word for this sight, but she knew it was one of the many gifts blessed to few people. She looked back at Lucas, frowning slightly again. I wonder what he'll say this time, she thought, a little exasperated. |