DarkWood

[Cifero Windtail]

"Yeah... Really well made," she said, cocking an eyebrow. "And they glow when we blow on them..."

[Setcho]

-setcho

thats a nice quality, tells the other that they miss them

[Cifero Windtail]

Cassy smiled. "Yeah..." Cassy glanced over at Setcho. "... Did you know about the glowing before we met?"

[Setcho]

-setcho

yeah, when i was sad

[Cifero Windtail]

Cassy looked down at the ground, lowering her ears. "It never glowed for me," she said. "Or maybe I just didn't notice...?" Sighing, the crat stretched and looked over at Setcho. "This town gets to me sometimes."

[Setcho]

-setcho

i know what you mean

*looking down at his coffee*

[Cifero Windtail]

Cassy sighed and looked out the window. "Setcho... how long ago did you move here?" she said, a gloomy expression on her face.

[Setcho]

-setcho

a few months ago...

*looking out the window too*

[Cifero Windtail]

"So then you know about the town's dark history," she said, glancing back at him. "Then again, I haven't seen you around much..."

[Setcho]

-setcho

still i didnt get out much, i heard stories but...

 

[Cifero Windtail]

Cassy sighed. "Well, around here, a lot of those 'myths and legends' about supernatural creatures and beings are very, very true," she said, her tail curling around her leg. "Alistair... the pink tiger we saw earlier? He's one of them. He's supposed to bring good luck to farmers or something like that." The crat fixed Setcho with a very serious gaze. "Of all the things to encounter in the woods, we got lucky it was just him."

[Setcho]

-setcho

oh okay, ill best watch out

[Cifero Windtail]

"That's not the end of it..." Cassy sipped her hot chocolate and stared out the window. "Have you met Zaida, for instance?"

[Setcho]

-setcho

um no i havent, why?

[Cifero Windtail]

"She's sort of a mystery around here too," Cassy said, sipping at her beverage. "Zaida is a purple sergal with glowing blue eyes who does... something around here. I can't recall her actual position at the moment, but she's fairly important. A lot of people respect her." The crat glanced from side to side, then leaned in close to Setcho. "Sometimes, though, people disappear without a trace."