Jul 8, 2013
++redhead-psychic++
[As usual, she's up a tree, watching the late-afternoon sky and minding her own business - or trying to. Someone's making an awful lot of racket down there. Stasi frowns and looks down only to see a very familiar red head passing underneath, surrounded by a very familiar flame-shaped indigo aura.]
Hey! Iraaaaaaa! [She considers waving, but opts instead for plucking a cone off the branch next to her and tossing it down next to the bobbing figure below. It's not necessary what with her sister being psychic and all, but her aim needs practice anyway.] Irisha, up here!