This hair fell from my head today. One and a half thumb tops of it are brown, the rest, 2 years of growth, is white. I had read that hair can turn and grow white from the point of trauma, but this is the first time I’ve seen it from my own head.
I think that Leoshine is young enough that her hair won’t turn white at her trauma. She has the resilience of youth that is always seeking a way through. Her father gifted her with flexibility, the expectation of new ideas and the ability to adopt change.
Leoshine, Princess Oracle is a book about deciding what to keep and what to toss, and how to amalgamate the good from two or more sources. This is the definition of human reliance. I like to say that humans are infinitely adaptable. Just look at the varied cultural responses all over the world. We are constantly amalgamating; DNA, fusion food, design, the list is endless.
There comes a time, though when the adaptation takes on bodily expressions. Whitened hair as a badge of survival. A straight back and quiet eyes as signs of wisdom and perseverance.
Leoshine will learn these too, in the course of the story.