“Oh, yes! They can. They can talk too.” Which makes sense, because how else were they supposed to tell anyone about the future? “But from what I’ve read, they’re still cats and can be very fickle creatures.” That thought then prompts another - how many times had Sear Cats withheld the truth, or told only part of it, just because they felt like it?
Indicating that Phi should return the plant she offered to him back to Mateo, Falke gives her a little nudge on her hindquarters. She scampers back and deposits it back in the basket. A small beetle tries to skirt the group, but she’s on it in a flash, grabbing it the bug with agile fingers and then holding it aloft for Mateo and Falke to see. To eat, or not to eat? That is the question.
The Fixer gives her a look that says go on, fuck around and find out before turning back to the young Taliesin. “I’d love to see those gourds some time.”
Indicating that Phi should return the plant she offered to him back to Mateo, Falke gives her a little nudge on her hindquarters. She scampers back and deposits it back in the basket. A small beetle tries to skirt the group, but she’s on it in a flash, grabbing it the bug with agile fingers and then holding it aloft for Mateo and Falke to see. To eat, or not to eat? That is the question.
The Fixer gives her a look that says go on, fuck around and find out before turning back to the young Taliesin. “I’d love to see those gourds some time.”
FALKE
