It's 5'o clock Somewhere
Fig!
02-10-2022, 07:29 PM
At this point Etoile wasn't even sure that her cousin was still anywhere near the festival. It wouldn't be completely out of character for Noëlie to just run off without a word, though it would have still been considerate of her to give a quick goodbye. The fae couldn't be too bitter, however. This was kind of what they'd agreed upon, traveling together for some time and then parting ways when it suited them. Maybe Noëlie had found it suited her, and there really wasn't any harm in that. Just meant that maybe it was time for the Soleil to also get a move on. There wasn't much for her around these parts if her kin wasn't coming back. She just wished there was a way to know for sure if her hunch was correct or not. She had been sort of aimlessly wandering around the celebration for a while before she heard an unfamiliar voice call out. "Hi! Can I join you? I won't eat your food." What an odd request. "Of course, though I'm afraid I wouldn't have any food to give even if you --" the yearlings cheeks heated up intensely as she turned her head to look at whoever had been speaking. "O-Oh, hahah. M-my apologies. I thought you were talking to me, dear." She was standing just a foot or two away from what appeared to be a young pup and a rather large looking wild cat, whom the pup had actually been speaking to. How embarrassing. "Talk" 'Think' |