Stay a Spell

Utterly comfortable with herself, Hazel lay down at the pool's edge and hung her front paws over so that her toes grazed the warm surface. She didn't know Ignis from Adam, but the draw of his power was irresistible. Hazel couldn't help it; she was drawn to strength and where others might have focused on his flaws all she felt was potential. He was a diamond in the rough - she was certain of it.

Reaching out Hazel dipped a paw in the water and began to swirl it around playfully. Her tone nonchalant, she replied, "Oh, there is no such thing as coincidence - of that I am sure. Just energy. Always fighting; always pushing and pulling them apart or together." She stopped swirling the water to dip her paw in fully and was quiet for a moment as she reveled in the warmth. "Strength - real strength - draws things to it like a dropped stone to earth."

Hazel submerged both front legs as she leaned in with a smirk, not caring if she was invading Ignis's space, and asked in a soft voice, "Tell me, Ignis, why I am here?" She hadn't the slightest idea, but was certain he would know the answer. And if he didn't, well, then she would be on her way because she couldn't help him if he couldn't help himself.

"Speech"