Never Feed Him After Midnight

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The young female had been wandering further, her gaze thoughtful as the warm rays of sunlight fell down upon her coat. It was a beautiful day, and today she even had the company of No Face. Philomena hadn’t quite expected herself to come to one of the islands, yet here she was… It was a new place. A foreign place, in a way, and she looked forward to exploring it. The trees here were huge and there was almost a mountainous terrain around her. The further she got from the shore, her coat drying {save for her mane, which always took the longest to dry}, the more interesting the land became.

No Face let out a sharp cry before landing on one of the branches near Casanova, though neither had noticed him just yet. The bat hawk settled, shining gaze falling on the female as he spoke up in a sharp tone. “Be mindful how long you stay here. You don’t want to try swimming back to the mainland too close to dark.”

Philomena glanced up at him, giving a small nod. “Right. I’ll be careful, don’t worry.” Her bright blue eyes shifted around, wondering which way to head next. “This island is so strange… almost like a land all its own...” Philly mused aloud.