Lightning hit the house

Are you alright?

Ears folded back against the Avalon’s neck, the corner of her mouth pulling down in a grimace as she felt her tail tuck against her belly. She still held herself braced against the tree, head angled as though she were still focused solely on the squirrel, though the whites of her eyes were visible as she tried to see just who was behind her without moving her head at all.

But it was no good. The tree would swallow her up just as soon as the world stopped turning. Her shoulders had inched up closer to her jaw in a cringe, and she could feel her limbs threatening to lock up too if she didn’t hurry up and move. If she left it much longer the silence would become awkward.

She took a deep breath that wheezed between clenched teeth, trying to contort her grimace into a smile as she dropped down onto all fours and turned to face the stranger, her eyes squinting against the glowiness of it all. “Awwshit, now I’m seein’ ghosts, really?” The comment was meant for her companion, she had felt the red beastie drop from the tree and land on her back, and now it was pulling at her ears. She couldn’t see the shake of his head, but she did feel him smack the top of her head. Even if she was a ghost, Percy shouldn’t be rude. “I mean, yeah, sorry, I just uhh...” What had she been doing after all?