what else could happen?

*Celeste* · 11-02-2021, 08:41 AM

His reaction did not settle well with her and she refused to smirk back at him. How could she have not assumed by his comment that putting it out of its misery meant killing it? Smoothing out her fur, which by the way, was still stuck in unruly salty patches, she wrinkled her nose. "I assure you, I always wake up on the wrong side of the bed," Celeste rolls her eyes, finally a playful smirk tinging the white corners of her lips. Beneath her, the cat huddled by her hips, the itch of the crystals sending tinges of pain up her legs.

She looks at him suspiciously again. Was he just too smart to not be inflicted or cautious? He didn't appear to be the cautious type, but how could so many others be stupid enough to play with glowing crystals and mushrooms? The question didn't settle well with her as she continued to peer at the boy. "Fortunately and unfortunately, I just showed up here a few days ago. Can't remember a thing," this was only a half-lie, "washed up on a raft," she shrugs, leaving it at that.

"Even if I had been here long enough to be infected, I doubt I'd be that stupid," she comments with a huff of her breath. "I'm Celeste by the way. I presume you have a fitting name for one such as yourself?" The small fae questions, her head tilting curiously to the side.

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