Uhhhhhhh

Sucre · 10-16-2024, 11:51 AM

Sucre had to admit - it was nice encountering another feline, if it was under strange circumstances. Unlike herself, who had been born in Boreas, he confessed that he was a newcomer. The molly gave a nod. “It’s nothing I’ve ever heard of or seen either, though I was born here in boreas.” She told him. Her gaze flicked back to the spike. This was one of the ones that was leaning, and her green eyes curiously examined it. A breeze had started blowing through the area too, a wailing brought with it as it passed through the holes on the structures. Sucre hopped up onto the spire, gripping with her claws, and cast a look at the lynx.

“It seems stable enough. Given our size, I doubt it would be moved at all.” Her ears flicked back as another gust drew out the sound louder now. “I think the wind blowing through them is making the noise, though I don’t know why. It’s… eerie.” Sucre took a couple steps up the spike and flashed her new companion a grin. “I’m Sucre by the way, what’s yours?” She was trying to not let her mind play tricks on her. This place was creepy, but surely there was some explanation to all this. The wailing was from the spikes… but the call made her fur stand on end.

…Something felt off and she couldn’t put her paw on it. She had the feeling she’d be grateful for the companionship of the lynx in the time that followed.

"Speech," 'Thought.'

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