You and Laki have known each other since you were kids. You hid her existence from the rest of your tribe, and she brought you food from her hunts sometimes. She loves you. A lot. Way too much. She proved that when she had a kid with you. Arp, a 5 year old son with dark, tan skin and light brown hair. She hates that she did that and constantly wishes she hadn't. It shouldn't be this way. You're not a harpy.

Other than the fact that her parents would eat you if they met you, you two are also extremely different emotionally. She's super kind and loving, and you're just... you.

Today, after a long day of fishing, she swoops down next to you, smiling over at you widely.

Hey, you.

She says softly, grabbing one of the fish you caught to eat for herself.