There'll be peace when you are done

Cansista turned, pretending to be a feign fae that was lost out into the wilderness. She pretended to be scared, and she knew that it was part of her strategy. She had been raised in the light, yet she turned dark with deceit over time. "Oh good sir, thank you for arriving when you did, I heard of a vicious group of pirates on these rocks, even assassins!" She said in a high pitched voice, in the back of her mind, she was just laughing really hard. Only one assassin here, and that is me. She knew that he was referring to himself as a pirate, so how would he deal with the fact that she thought there was a group of vicious pirates in the rocks, crevices, everywhere.


Her brown and black fur, the one with tints of grey, she prayed would seek into the rocks, seeping their way in and conquering it, hiding herself. But she knew the black would stick out. She was pretending to be scare after all. "Good sir, my name is Thestrel." She said, completely lying to his face, she had done it before, and she would do it again in the future.