@vampiric-bite inquired:
"Are you a faerie?" (From Xwee Rei!)
Among mortal bugs, those with fur were among the rarest for Her to encounter. This made perfect sense, what with the sharpness of nails and the maws of spike-filled pits so easily piercing skin; but logic could never suppress the goddess’ grief for Her Children. For as bitter and angry as She was over the wyrm’s misleading of those She’d created by Her own image, there was no use in denying how useful chitin was. A good choice on Her end.
Nevermind that it had been completely circumstantial.
Conversely, Hallownest’s dangers also made the appearance of such a creature that much more of a pleasant surprise. She looked upon it with an interested neutrality, willing to look past its shining white coat for the sake of companionship.
“A faerie We are not, small one.” So said the Radiance. Warmth came off Her chosen vessel in waves as it was compelled to approach, albeit much gentler than that of the goddess’ raw power... “Our identity is well-layered; complicated beyond what thou must know. Whatever form We may take, know Us for Our most golden Light, and call Us only as the Radiance. Let none who claim to hold or succeed Our power disrupt thine memory of Us.”
Her chosen vessel’s head tilted to the side then- something She’d witnessed the youngest of Her children do in order to express confusion. It was intended to be disarming, but staring down Her vessel’s mask at him likely only muddled its meaning.
“And what of you? What dost thou pursue, searching so deeply within these ruined lands?”
Ruined for the time being, anyway. As long as this vessel of Hers continued to breath, She intended to change that.