Of course, small friend! Th-thank you!
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Of course, small friend! Th-thank you!
Cat’s Cradle
Continued from here, @bigcatcroissant
Magda raised an eyebrow upon hearing it was Cassandra who had adopted the cat. “Interesting. I never took her for the pet keeping type.” In the seamstress’ mind, that was reserved for Daniela or the Countess herself. At the very least, she had never thought Cassandra to have a domestic housecoat. Hounds, hunting dogs, the odd wild animal…. but not this fluffy boy. “Is she the sort who is secretly sweet towards animals?”
She nodded at Croissant’s request. “Of course that can be made. In fact, I think making a little red mouse for you would be quite easy. Are there any other colors you would like?”
“I think I understand what you’re getting at with that description,” she chuckled, wondering just when he had worn very dark sunglasses. “My life parallels, in a way. I sometimes find it hard to believe what my life was like before the village, compared to what it is now. It seems like two entirely different people. Magdalena Petran, the Castle Seamstress, and Magdalena Petran, ...the university graduate.” After all, she had no idea what her plans in life were at the time, so that sounded about right.
"Oh yes! Can you read?"
Ser Croissant has been once again on his stroll around the Castle grounds. Sun was out and no clouds in sight. He had tasty lunch while ago and afternoon nap on the sun was calling to him. He headed for the gazebo and laid down on the bench. His eyes were closing when he suddenly heard a terrifying roar!
The Countess had mutated quickly, having run away from her daughters lest they see her in this beastly form. She hadn't been aware that Ser Croissant was nearby, and probably witnessed her mutation into her dragon form. The Countess is muttering to herself, annoyed at how easily she had become undone.
A talking cat. Well, that was new. "Um..... sure?"
I am officially making petition to rename Lady Beneviento to Lady Benebee 😂😂😂
Dibs on being the first to sign!
But most importantly
"Oh how adorable, thank you my dear!" I appreciate your kindness, you're a very good cat. I do have a personal favourite towards orange cats as well, we always had them around my house when I was younger."
RP starter for @emelia-mateescu and @asha-the-khajiit
Joy made of plush
Ser Croissant wandered the corridors of the castle. He was sad and didn't know why.
The sun was shining outside, the sky was cloudless, he had a very good breakfast, and the countess even praised him for his good manners.
So why? Why he felt like he was missing something else.
He went outside and suddenly heard a childish laugh. So he followed the sound and found little Emelia playing in the grass.
He came to her and said, "Hi Emelia, the weather is very beautiful, isn't it?" Then he sat down next to the girl. "Would you mind if I played with you too?"