Hiss Hiss

Silika made a hiss sound twice holding her hand up like a sock puppet motion making it slither. In an attempt to tell him the trees around here some time snake dropped from them. But she heard him going on about burning day light. A concept she didn't quite get. Sunlight wasn't something you could burn and he didn't have a fire but she followed him anyway. Her bare feet making a light pitter patter on the hard dirt behind him. Silika started to make a sound as they walked somewhere between a hum, a whistle and the sound blowing on a piece of long grass makes. Though it had rhythm to it as if it were some kind of song. She wasn't sure if it was annoying but it was a habit of her kind to pass the time with a melody. Back then they were social creatures at least with their own kind. For all Silika knew she was the last one left of her kind so she like to try to interact with anything smart enough to hold a 'conversation' with.