Down the Rabbit Hole
05-28-2016, 12:17 PM
The smaller fae claimed that she hadn't meant to frighten them, and Peregrin supposed that she'd have to take her by her word. She forced er fur to lay flat once again, and chased the tension from her muscles with a gentle shake. Tsiry wobbled on her shoulders, but it seemed to get her back into a more relaxed posture as well. "No fur off my buns, sweet cheeks. So what are you doing down here?" Maybe that was an unfair question, because if she'd been asked the same Peregrine wasn't sure she'd have an answer. There was just something that called out to her from nooks and crannies and places you really just don't belong. Tsiry was learning this slowly and to her great displeasure. As it happened, the pale woman seemed to be eyeing her furry companion. There was a look of confusion on her face, and she asked, "What kind of animal is she?" Before the earthen fae could even open her mouth to respond, Tsiry said, "She is a lemur, and her name is Tsiry." Peregrine chuckled and tried to crane her neck around to catch a glimpse of her new friend. She had a temper that was for sure. "She is a cranky wench who doesn't do well where she can't see the sky. We won't linger long. I'm Peregrine Myre, by the way." Pere turned back to look at the entrance they had come from. The moonlight was so soothing though, it would be a herculean feat to force herself back into the darkness. Better now than when the tide starts flowing in. The thought was a chilling one, and in the shadows she started to imagine she was seeing bones. Peregrine shook herself, trying to get her mind back to a happier place. And fine, maybe she could see where Tsiry was coming from... "Tsiry" |
