The Unexamined Life

Sericea stalked closer to one of the marble formations, leaning in with a curious head tilt to examine the intricate patterns etched into its surface. Lost in thought, she barely registered the soft crunch of approaching pawsteps until a calm, unfamiliar voice broke the silence.

Sericea whirled around, instantly on guard, her acidic green eyes narrowing as she took in the sight of the boy. He stood a respectful distance away, his posture relaxed and non-threatening, with a slight wag in his tail. Despite his polite demeanor, Sericea couldn't help but feel a prickle of unrest. But of course, the mask would come on, and she would flash him a friendly and receptive grin. "Well, hello there," she greeted, her voice smooth and confident.

"Sericea Praetor-Inferos"