RAY
In ancient times
cats were worshipped as gods
cats were worshipped as gods
Hearing Amalia's question, Ray gives a gentle tug to her tail. No, the younger Attuned can't speak via the bond without shifting, not yet. The finger like protrusions that encase the sphere send shivers down her back. They are not meant to be here, and removing them is the priority.
Biting her lip nervously, Ray reaches out a hand, stopping short of touching them. Giving Amalia a questioning glance, she asks with her eyes if it's worth trying to physically tear them off. She wasn't sure how else to remove the cage beyond a physical means. She lacked any form of magic beyond her shifts.
Biting her lip nervously, Ray reaches out a hand, stopping short of touching them. Giving Amalia a questioning glance, she asks with her eyes if it's worth trying to physically tear them off. She wasn't sure how else to remove the cage beyond a physical means. She lacked any form of magic beyond her shifts.
They have not
forgotten this
forgotten this
