Animal Magnetism

(Hello there! Here is the prologue to my new story. If you like PWP this ain't the story for you, there will be some smut later on, but for right now this is just leading up to it. It's a WIP so please let me know what you think!)

The young red-headed girl ran with all the speed in her little legs. She was on a mission to get to the small bog in the outback in Australia, her very pregnant mom trudging behind her.
"Hera, WAIT!" her mother shouted behind her. Always mindful the girl stopped and turned around, impatient but heedful just the same. "Hera, it's dangerous out here. I know you want to see your father, but if you get too far from me, I won't be able to protect you."
"Alright, mama, I'm sorry." She said. She had heard this a thousand times, but it always seemed to calm her down.
"Okay let's go. I want to see the snapping turtles." The mother said to her daughter as they continued, hand in hand.
"But remember mommy, they bite!" The little girl said as they came to a clearing where a camera crew was filming a man in front of bog. He was holding a turtle and talking about the different types of food they ate. When he put the turtle down he swam away. The little girl looked on in admiration at her father. She shared his love for animals, they were so... wonderful.
Just then the father slipped on a rock and fell into the small bog. The small camera crew and the girl laughed at the blunder, but the laughs turned into shouts of alarm they saw the crocodile swimming swiftly towards the intruder. Before the mother could stop her the little girl ran desperately to the edge of the bog. Her whole world spun as she looked at the large reptile ready to strike.
"Stop!" she shouted with her entire being. The crocodile paused as if it had heard her. The crew and the father looked on in shock.
"You speak like us, child" the crocodile spoke in a raspy voice back to the girl. Her eyes widened, thinking she had imagined it.
"Please don't hurt him." She pleaded again.
To her amazement the crocodile replied again. "Why should I spare him, child?"
"He's my daddy, and I need him." She said firmly. "Please, I can't live without him."
"I see, child. I will leave. But you must take your family and go. I do not want them here."
"Okay." She said, still slightly sure that she had imagined it as the crocodile swam away.
The girl looked at the shocked faces around her. "The crocodile told us to leave." She said warily.
The father was the first to shake the shock off. "Okay, Hera dear, let's go."
The crew and the young family returned to the RV that they were using as a temporary base for the wildlife show that the father starred in, nobody really voicing the speculation about the events that had taken place.
As time went on the parents discovered that it was no fluke, their wonderful, inquisitive daughter, was gifted in the way she could speak to the animals. The red head used her talents more and more to get the most amazing shots in history. The father being a star of an animal program he was very proud of her.
The same year they discovered Hera's talent, her sister, Daisy was born. With her father's blond hair and her mother's blue eyes she was a perfect angel in appearance, but quite the opposite in temperament. Daisy was feisty and dramatic, and she did everything with all that she had. But even though her little sister was a handful, Hera loved her like nobody else.
Hera and Daisy grew together. Five years separated them, but they behaved like twins. As soon as little Daisy could walk she followed her sister wherever she went. Hera was always entertaining her by asking the vain jungle birds to do tricks. They were always eager to show what they could do, and they loved the appreciative applause from their small audience.
They traveled the world with their parents, learning in the classroom of life, the quiet, inquisitive Hera and the wild, feisty Daisy.
When Daisy was 6 and Hera was 11 things changed again. They were in India doing a special for a few weeks. Daisy was playing behind the RV base alone for once, as Hera was engrossed in a book she had just started reading.
"Mommy look!" the little Daisy called to her mother who was watching her play. The girl brought a bouquet of six perfect daisies in her little fist to her mother.
"Well, where did you get these? They're wonderful!" Her mother cooed softly.
"I grew them mommy! Look!" Daisy touched her hand to the ground and out sprouted another perfect daisy.
"That's amazing!" the mother said with glee.
"That's awesome Daisy!" Hera said with a proud voice.
"Now I'm special like Hera!" Daisy said, looking accomplished.
"You've always been special, Daisy. No you just have a special gift." The mother said as she stroked her hand across the young girls locks of blonde hair.
"Really?" Daisy said with big eyes.
"Yeah!" Both Hera and her mother agreed.
That was the beginning of "Flora" and "Fauna" as their mother affectionately coined them. And they lived their lives to the fullest. They were not like other girls, not just because they were mutants, but because they were raised in the wild.