"Are you two the parents of that kid?"
Verc asked as everyone was eating around the campfire. The morning sun was climbing higher, casting long shadows across the grass, but the heat of the fire was still welcome. He was looking at the scarred human man and the short-haired human woman who sat close together.
In the middle of them was Nara. The little girl was happily eating her fill of the roasted meat, her small face messy with grease and salt. She seemed completely at ease between the two adults, leaning against the man's muscular arm while reaching for a piece of bread the woman held out.
The three of them were so close, acting with a familiar warmth that usually only existed within a family. However, they didn't really look like each other. The man was rugged and massive, while the woman had sharp, refined features and a different complexion. Nara herself didn't share many traits with either of them.
