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“You again-...”

It was ice cold for his sisters. He on the other hand had to make himself grow used to the chill in his bones. They had coats and though he also had one, it was much thinner and clearly he was the one that was holding Modesty closest. 

     The various breeds of pooka in this age was expansive, thick with variation and proud families and colonies, worlds ripe with their kind. Some, more rare then others. One of which being a ‘celestial’ pooka. More in name then anything biologically albeit they were said to be more twined with the stars. 

     This planet may not have been the best idea to run to, was a first realization as the small creature tumbled and hobbled, searching for a hiding spot. Stolen vessel abandoned, she was lucky enough to well, trip over some loose sections of ground. Digging began, distant hissing demanding her faster work. Course the ones who called this place home would better discover the large trio of scaled beings. They didn’t hide, they stomped through, crushing plants and wildlife and chattering and hissing loudly to eachother.

@frostbitehellion liked for a starter. You got: 2 - Joy!

It was quiet. She liked quiet. Joy wandered through the woods near a small town, spreading tiny tendrils of shadow as she went. She dug her nails into tree trunks, the tendrils scraping through the bark.

“...You’re lonely. Want to play pirates?”

@frostbitehellion

Pitch smirked at the stranger who had entered his lair, “And what do I owe the honour of your visit?" he asked as he played with the dark nightmare sand that danced between his fingertips.