“Now where did he run off to....” had she known that having a familiar would be so troublesome, she might have opted for something else. but, well, the two-tailed black cat that’s been with her since this festival wouldn’t be taking after his namesake if he behaved, now would he? a long sigh falls from her lips, one hand resting on her hip as eyes searched about for the feline. he was just besides her, nose stuck inside of a bush, searching for the candy. Ada had only looked away for a few seconds and now here she is, a half hour later, still looking.
eventually, she hears a familiar meow and spots little paw prints in the soft earth next to the path. upon following them, she eventually reaches the cat, who currently was enjoying attention from someone unknown to Ada. lips purse together and she whistles, a sign for the cat that he knows well. quickly does he jump out of the stranger’s arms, returning to Ada’s side to rest against her feet.
“ Sorry about him. He likes to get into trouble the second I look away.”
@invokism -- heckin’ halloween hunt