At least now she knows where that weird sheep plant came from. In spite of the wolves (the attack had her flinching, she's seen dogs snap at each other but biting into a young girl's arm is another matter), it's actually rather sweet. What she imagined her "party" to look like, she can't say. Not this. It's a cuddlier Lord of the Rings, except girls are invited and the dwarf could compete on Master Chef. The meal makes her nose twice in curiousity.
And there's the girl herself. Impetuous. Maybe feral, orphaned? Exacerbated by the curse, maybe. She's taken to cat-isms quite readily, including running off to be an opportunistic asshole.
Camille comes out smiling.]
...They're cute. Your little band. [She looks down to the young girl, cocking her head.] The food smelled pretty damn delicious, too.
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At least now she knows where that weird sheep plant came from. In spite of the wolves (the attack had her flinching, she's seen dogs snap at each other but biting into a young girl's arm is another matter), it's actually rather sweet. What she imagined her "party" to look like, she can't say. Not this. It's a cuddlier Lord of the Rings, except girls are invited and the dwarf could compete on Master Chef. The meal makes her nose twice in curiousity.
And there's the girl herself. Impetuous. Maybe feral, orphaned? Exacerbated by the curse, maybe. She's taken to cat-isms quite readily, including running off to be an opportunistic asshole.
Camille comes out smiling.]
...They're cute. Your little band. [She looks down to the young girl, cocking her head.] The food smelled pretty damn delicious, too.