[ It's in Olympia that her senses tingle at the sight of a familiar presence, one she's met only briefly but that had left a permanent mark in her memory. Spending another moment in his insufferable presence fills her with no small amount of distaste but she owes him, though not in the way he might like.
She weaves through the crowds until a familiar crop of hair catches her eyes. Ah, there he is, pompously talking to some poor sap off the streets. Trotting up to him, she stops by his feet, then gives a sad little meow.
wildcard, lemme know if this isn't okay
She weaves through the crowds until a familiar crop of hair catches her eyes. Ah, there he is, pompously talking to some poor sap off the streets. Trotting up to him, she stops by his feet, then gives a sad little meow.
Feed me? ]