[mature] i cannot wait for you to come home | sickle

[Gale]

Gale this is going to break me clean in two -- this is going to bring me close to you The little cub is still learning to shift. Colors and patterns flicker across her skin, but she settles into a blue brindle that matches his own. This is, without a doubt, one of the twins that Mazikeen had taken from him. Delighted at having found her so readily, Gale nods and smiles. “I am,” he tells her, “I’m visiting from Hyaline.” The girl seems entirely unafraid, and Gale wonders if she’s been taught to be wary. Perhaps she is just brave, he thinks. With her heritage, what else could she be? “You must be Sickle.” He continues, lowering his hind end to the ground and curling his tail around his feet in a feline manner. “You’re already quite good at shifting. Can you do other magic too?” He sounds curious, and complimentary as well, just as Gale might have. If she’s not got anything useful for him to consume, there’s no use wasting a perfectly good child. Eating them does tend to frighten them, and while that’s (usually) effective for adults, eons of existence have taught the Curse a better way to deal with children. @[Sickle]