cai
she/her
twenty-three
may 15
fortree
bisexual
herbalist
civilian
slithers of wistful window gazes glint in borrowed light
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cait alfric
she is easily reminded of articuno, the woman naught more than a league-affiliated novice during the god's initial appearance. cait had taken her first tentative step into being a soldier during that period of her life, bright-eyed and eager to serve.
'it's been nearly two years now.'
the people in attendance had thrown themselves at articuno's feet, hopeful and eager to earn the bird's patronage. but in the midst of the war, the green-eyed woman grew immediately concerned for her own god's welfare - having promptly fled.
"a gardevoir?"
cait laughed, shaking her head from side to side as she briefly replaced her mother's image with that of the petite fairy.
"i'm afraid i'm one-hundred percent human," she said. "nothing miraculous to see here, choi."
she'd help with the dishes, the two working alongside one another and eventually leaving the pots, pans, plates and silverware to dry.
"did you try your hand at winning articuno's favor?"
cait was aware of who had been awarded the legendary's boon - unfortunately they had disappeared shortly afterwards; never to be seen or heard from again.
'i wonder what happened,' she thought. 'hopefully nothing unpleasant.'
"but someone like you - "
she tilted her head from side to side, gengar springing to mind as she eyed the dreary-looking man.
"spectrier, perhaps, would be drawn to someone of your disposition," she said, her voice transitioning into a contemplative drawl. "or maybe you're unlucky enough to be cursed with the arceus-forsaken. like the jester hoopa."
cait pitied those unfortunate enough to acquire hoopa's, marshadow's or giritina's blessing.
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