Felih is nothing if not ridiculously playful in his downtime, which is why the Miqo'te decides to be particularly mischievous when he spots a woman hiding in a rather odd portion of the area. He's not sure why she's crouching and hiding here- it certainly seems an odd place to be, and he's not really sure himself if he's missed something he should perhaps be wary of.
Still, he crouches down, quiet and carefully moving up behind her where she crouches, like a cat about to pounce and spook a playmate- and then suddenly whispers without announcement: "So, why are we hiding?"
Castor all but jumps fifteen fulms straight up at the sound of Felih's query, and whips around to glare at him not unlike an angry cat.
"Fury's tits, warn a girl," Castor hisses, starting to put herself back together somewhat. "And if you must know, I was exploring and got tired. Is it so wrong to desire a rest while the sun yet shines?"
Castor exhales sharply, letting the adrenaline sour and sitting back down with something of a huff. "Why are you searching?"
Felih Tia is a little shit, if nothing else. He grins at her, only looking a little sorry, and chirps, "No, but seeing someone hiding makes you wonder if you should be hiding too, right?" With that, he settles down and sits, before stretching idly and considering her question.
"Why am I out here? Oh, I'm just trying to find some herbs I need for a recipe. They're fantastic, but hard to come by, considering they grow in the middle of Twelves-damned nowhere surrounded by killer megafauna," he explains, tail wiggling. Still, at least judging by the satchel weighing heavily at his hip, he's found plenty of it.
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what a beautiful introduction I love her already
Still, he crouches down, quiet and carefully moving up behind her where she crouches, like a cat about to pounce and spook a playmate- and then suddenly whispers without announcement: "So, why are we hiding?"
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"Fury's tits, warn a girl," Castor hisses, starting to put herself back together somewhat. "And if you must know, I was exploring and got tired. Is it so wrong to desire a rest while the sun yet shines?"
Castor exhales sharply, letting the adrenaline sour and sitting back down with something of a huff. "Why are you searching?"
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"Why am I out here? Oh, I'm just trying to find some herbs I need for a recipe. They're fantastic, but hard to come by, considering they grow in the middle of Twelves-damned nowhere surrounded by killer megafauna," he explains, tail wiggling. Still, at least judging by the satchel weighing heavily at his hip, he's found plenty of it.