Little Loves

[Bastille Amtrum]

Evelyn kept squeezing, trying to figure out what type of squeeze or how hard would produce what sound. She had a bright innocent smile on her face the whole time and she just giggled and beamed.

[Kyrie Blaze]

A soft twist afforded the young little Amtrum a beep, pulling required a long and low honk from the blonde, while a light squeeze would grant her a tiny squeak. Still other twists would produce a variety of sounds until she pulled and squeezed hard.

Awwooooooooogah~!

Mindful that Aryanna was sound asleep, she didn't make too much noise, but certainly enough to keep Princess Evelyn entertained.

[Bastille Amtrum]

Aryanna was a noisy sleeper- snoring away loudly in an obviously adorable manner. Evelyn however just kept laughing every time Kiyr made a sound, pulling back her hands and clapping them together in an innocent way. Auntie Kiyr was hilarious.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The blonde giggled. Evelyn's joy was quite infectious and it was hard to be any type of serious or even quiet. She loved caring for these two little girls (even changing diapers was still something of a novelty, funnily enough, because she didn't get to do it often), but having fun with them lightened all the harshness of the world and what she had suffered, away from her shoulders.

Kiyr ducked in and blew a raspberry against the baby's tummy, peeking up with a bright smile and twinkling eyes after.

[Bastille Amtrum]

Evelyn continued to kick at that, laughing and pushing Kiyrs face away. Of course there was much squealing....

Then Evelyn did something....she pushed away and tugged on a lock of Kiyrs hair. She began to try and wiggle out of her hands...as if she wanted to get on the ground.