we make up horrors
"I don't know. The Cat Sith are not interested in me." Delphia said, having no basis of comparison. She was a dead soul perhaps, but her living form bestowed by Mort in exchange of her mother's sacrifice meant she wasn't dead enough. But unlike an actual dead soul, Remi was still alive and in control of his wits. Surely the pull of the creatures would not affect him too much. Hopefully.
"Silly little kitties
Chasing souls in the trees
Leave dear Remi for Mort
Why not play with me?"
Delphia's voice was melodic for her chipper tune, skipping here and there on the beat. The best way to distract a cat sith was with song and dance and general fun after all!
Delphia sings a little song and dances around to keep the Cat Sith distracted.
"Silly little kitties
Chasing souls in the trees
Leave dear Remi for Mort
Why not play with me?"
Delphia's voice was melodic for her chipper tune, skipping here and there on the beat. The best way to distract a cat sith was with song and dance and general fun after all!
Delphia sings a little song and dances around to keep the Cat Sith distracted.
DELPHIA
to cope with the real ones
