Evie
Sitting amidst the greenery, Evie and Micah are two sore thumbs with their colorful hair and fur. Even more eye-catching is the large tooth-shaped shield sitting across Evie's lap, being diligently scrubbed by the Evergreen's freckled hands. She had needed to use it against one of the void creatures out here, and she doesn't want to risk any blood being infected or otherwise caustic to the one gift she has ever received from a herald.
Micah lays flopped on his side, tail flickering against the shield and against her hands, making her huff and push it away over and over again. He's doing it on purpose, and she can tell. Fondly exasperated, Evie throws down her rag and catches hold of the jaguar's tail, making him lift his head to look over his shoulder with big eyes that won't convince her of anything like innocence. "Stop itttt," she hisses in the long-suffering way of any cat owner, giving the fluffy tail a shake before dropping it. Micah holds her stare - and then flicks his tail one more time. Evie tosses her head back with a long, loud groan.
Well, maybe she's just being paranoid. Her shield looks pretty clean - "You're doing this intentionally, aren't you?" Her head tips back down, narrowing her eyes at Micah, suspicious.
Micah lays flopped on his side, tail flickering against the shield and against her hands, making her huff and push it away over and over again. He's doing it on purpose, and she can tell. Fondly exasperated, Evie throws down her rag and catches hold of the jaguar's tail, making him lift his head to look over his shoulder with big eyes that won't convince her of anything like innocence. "Stop itttt," she hisses in the long-suffering way of any cat owner, giving the fluffy tail a shake before dropping it. Micah holds her stare - and then flicks his tail one more time. Evie tosses her head back with a long, loud groan.
Well, maybe she's just being paranoid. Her shield looks pretty clean - "You're doing this intentionally, aren't you?" Her head tips back down, narrowing her eyes at Micah, suspicious.
a golden cage, for all its worth and beauty
is still just a cage
is still just a cage
