Ris notices a creature sort of just vibing in the castle. Small, white, with glowing orange eyes and small tendrils on its head. Before Ris can say anything, the creature turns around and lets out a small "mrrp?"
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Ris' hair change from its former orangish-yellow to a bright and full red. They have their red solid-light cane, and is leaning on it with obvious curiosity. The red light chirps at the smaller child, as it crouches down to be closer to the same level as the small thang.
The small creature blinks at the brightness.
"Friend?"
It waves its tendrils.
Ris' hand changes, to semi-match the creature's tendrils; however it is a flowing glow of oranges and reds. Their own tendrils reach out and wave around the small thang, emitting a low heat and a soft feeling to Spatula. "Would you like to be?"
"Yeah! Wanna be friends!"
It nuzzles up to Ris's hand.
"You're warm."
Ris doesn't grin, however joy seeps through its vibes. "Miss Merlyn says that energy like light makes a lot of heat! I think that's why I'm warm. Do you want me to be warmer?" Ris' tendril hand curls around Spatula, and feels about; trying to become a little bit familiar with the smaller child.
Spatula giggles and quickly clambers onto Ris, climbing up its arm to drape themself over its shoulders like a scarf. They immediately begin softly purring.
"You said Merlyn. Izzat your mama? Are we cousins?"
Ris pauses for a moment, before beginning to purr alongside Spatula. "Are we cousins? What are cousins?"
"It's when my parents and your parents are siblings. My papa says I have lots of cousins."
"Then maybe! If you have a lot, it's certainly not unlikely that I'm a cousin." Spatula could notice that Ris is warming up around their presence, quite literally, as it is ascending in temperature to be a better warm for it.
"Hello, cousin! I'm Spatula. What's your name?"
Spatula's voice is audibly sleepier, seems the warmth is starting to make it drowsy.
"Hello, Spatula. I am Ris. You seem slowed, would you like to nap?"
"Nap would be nice," it yawns. "G'night."
Within second, Spatula falls asleep, softly purring, on Ris's shoulders.















