Delphia
Tishy is indeed the first to find the spirit, sitting before it curiously. As tempting as her soul-light was, she knew better than to play with it. Delphia had taught her this. So instead she trilled a meow, purring as she too wavered before entering the same plane of existence as the dead girl. The cat stepped forward, rubbing it's head against the knees of the spirit.
Feeling Tishy transcend to Mort's realm, Delphia too stepped from one world to the other, finding herself standing before a very distraught young spirit as she rounded a bend. It was clear just what had happened based on the corpse nearby. "Do not fret. Your suffering is behind you." Delphia said softly, offering her hands to the girl. Here, in this form, she could be felt and touched, in ways that were now beyond the girl in the living realm. Hopefully it would ground her, and allow her to calm herself. "What were you looking at? Did you find what you sought?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
Feeling Tishy transcend to Mort's realm, Delphia too stepped from one world to the other, finding herself standing before a very distraught young spirit as she rounded a bend. It was clear just what had happened based on the corpse nearby. "Do not fret. Your suffering is behind you." Delphia said softly, offering her hands to the girl. Here, in this form, she could be felt and touched, in ways that were now beyond the girl in the living realm. Hopefully it would ground her, and allow her to calm herself. "What were you looking at? Did you find what you sought?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
if you don't embrace her madness
you'll never taste her magic
