𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝑱𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑬𝒀

DOMESTIC  CAT.

Being  a  very  curious  and  clever  familiar  ,  the  Cat  is  well - known  for  its  personality  and  tendency  to  get  into  trouble.  However  ,  it  rarely  has  any  bad  intentions  ,  being  an  adventurous  and  ever - curious  animal.  Along   with  its  spirit  of  adventure  ,  the  Cat  also  represents  knowing   one ' s  limits  and  being  sure  of  themselves  ,  and  never  question  who   they  truly  are.  Similar  also  to  the  cat   ,  though  you  are  friendly  to  others  ,  you  would  much  prefer  to  be  independent  and  in  a  quiet  place  instead  of   in  a   group. The   Cat  familiar  has   a  tendency  to   pull  their  master  into  adventures   or  exploring.  They  are  also  somewhat  tied  to  magic.  

>THIS  FAMILIAR  REPRESENTS :  >  Curiosity >  Adventurous  spirit >  Unique  personality >  Independence >  Playfulness >  Knowing  who  you  are >  Magic 

        Snow would have been impressed at the other’s admission had it not been for the irritation still simmering inside her chest. Her brow furrows, and her eyes roam over him once more. It makes sense, really, given how ancient and powerful he feels. And from what tales of him have been recorded, his identity also explains his nigh unbearable deriding. 

Still, she tries to let that all go, for now. It isn’t often that she gets to meet another like her, after all. “Sun Wukong,” she murmurs. “It is indeed an honor to meet a legend such as yourself, but I would say that a king ought to have better manners. You were acting like a mortal child.” 

She sighs roughly through her nose and briefly raises a brow at his question. “As for me, I am known by many names. In the stories that traveled to this continent, I am ‘Snow White,’ but please, I prefer Snow. As you can see, I’m quite different than the naïve girl in those fairytales.” 

          ‘ HONOR ‘  .  ‘ LEGEND ‘.  It  fills  him  with  joy  to  be  recognized  as  such.  Only  for  it  to  crumble  when  told  his  behavior  was  more  fitting  of  a  child.  As  if  he  should  be  stuck  up  instead  of  following  his  own  rules  like  such  a  title  entails.  More  than  indignation  ,  it ‘ s  met  with  disagreement  and  a  honest  question. ʹ What ’ s  the  use  of  being  King  if  you ‘ ve  to  be  the  one  to  curtsy ? ʹ     Speaking  of  which  ,  was  he  expected  to  bow  in  her  presence ?  

          Of  course  he  had  heard  the  same  stories  as  did  everyone  about  the  fair  lady  and  knew  he  was  facing  another  royal  ;  despite  their  seemingly  different  opinion  on  one  should  act.  Now  her  GLACIAL  appearance  made  much  more  sense  ;  though  she  was  indeed  not  as  naïve  as  the  tale  describes.  And  way  more  bleak.  

        Does he think this is all a game? she ponders in disbelief as she observes his melodramatic demonstration. She knows that he cannot possibly be in that much pain. Although she bears superhuman strength in her delicate limbs, she learned as a child to control it, and besides, something tells her that his power is on parr with her own. So, why the show? Attention? Or does her ire merely amuse him?

“And your ass must be envious of all the Scheiße spewing from your mouth.” Despite lack of practice, she is just as quick on the draw, his wit sharpening her own like a sword meeting a whetstone. She crosses her arms over her chest and tilts her head upward proudly. Just a bit more of her features become visible: chiseled cheekbones, blood red lips, blazing golden-brown eyes. If he wishes to gawk and jeer, he can do so all he likes, she thinks. 

“Who are you, anyway? Surely, you must have more important things to do than toy with me.” 

          Her  demeanor  was  more  LIVELY  than  her  appearance  ought  to  hint  at  ,  for  sure.  Said  looks  only  spark  innocent  curiosity  when  revealing  themselves  a  little  more  ,  rather  than  disgust.  Though  ,  ill  mannered  like  he  is  ,  he  is  not  even  discreet  about  it  , inspecting  every thing  he  could  peek  at.  Yet  he  couldn ‘ t  put  a  finger  on  what  was  off  besides  her  otherworldly  pale  skin.

          Even  more  odd  somehow  was  her  IGNORANCE.  He  made  quite  sure  people  knew  his  name.  Perhaps  that  human  vessel  ended  up  more  crowd  fitting  than  anticipated.         ʹ Who ? ʹ     He  repeats  ,  ego  somewhat  prickled  at.  But  he ‘ s  quick  on  his  feet  to  take  the  opportunity  to  announce  himself  ,  pompously  so.     ʹ  None  other  than  Sun  Wukong.  Surely  that  name  does  ring  a  bell.  ʹ  

she’s never tell him what it means xD

        The woman’s eyes uncomfortably dart to the side at the other’s peering gaze. Upon second glance, yes, he seems different. Older– ancient even, when compared to the average man she had encountered on those streets, yet she still does not like being gawked at. Still, Snow strives to be civil in all circumstances. An apology forms on her lips–

Then shrivels and dies as the stranger keeps running his mouth. Timidity morphs into irritation. It isn’t something that she hasn’t heard before, really, but something about the way he said it, full of sarcasm and acerbic wit rather than the usual horror, causes her hackles to rise. “Well, at least I can clearly see where I am walking,” she retorts. “But do forgive me for harming your delicate sensibilities. Tell me, did I break a bone? Pull a muscle?”

Unlike him, she avoids attention whenever possible, but his smug face is causing her to ignore her instincts and the passerbys she could see glancing in their general direction.  He wishes for a challenge? Very well then. If he wants respect from her, he will have to earn it. 

          And  so  he  gladly  plays  the  game  ;  as  a  battle  of  wits  is  as  good  as  a  fist - fight.  All  the  better  if  he  could  garner  even  more  attention towards  himself.     ʹ  Actually  ━  ʹ     Groans  of  pain  cut  out  the  sentence  ,  faking  a  sudden  ache.  Hand  comes  against  his  collar  ,  overacting  rubs.     ʹ Oh.  Ouch.  Thank  you  kindly  for  the  genuine  concern.  I  accept  the  apology.  But ━ ʹ     More  noises  of  complaints.  

he blep

Symbol Starters~ Send 🍸 for our muses to have a drink together.

          An  offer  he  could  never refuse.  Even  with  the  most  perfect  stranger  ,  a  drink  was  most  welcome.  While  no  amount  of  nord  mead  could  match  the  ━  mostly  gone  ━  elixir  from  Heaven  ,  it  was  a  fine  work.  In fact  ,  fine  enough  for  it  to  absorb  his  focus  whole  ,  oblivious  to  most  of  the  woman’s  talks.  All  he  would  record  were  bits  about   dragons  and  talking  their  ears  off.