forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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Orion snorts st Sam's comment. "Let's go back inside. The Forest has Eyes. I should make everyone tea too." With an empty smile Orion leads Sam inside. Muttering under his breath, "Don't look back, don't let them know you see them, that you know they are there."

(it would be more accurate lol) Sam's smile faltered for a moment, but he got the hint, the smirk returning to his face. "You really do love tea, don't you?" he asked, struggling to keep his eyes from wandering

(Iris, Your wish is my command)

"That I do, Sam. That I do." Orion crosses the yard, pulling Sam along behind him, caution hastening his walk.

They reach the cabin and Sam opens the door. "After you my good sir," he jokes, eyes flickering along Orion's form in an attempt to not look around the forest

Orion grins, returning the gaze, and stepping inside. Travelling to the kitchen, where the remains of the food and the others sit, he speaks softly. "Don't look outside the windows, and do not cover them up. Thunder Children are watching us, do not let them know you are aware of them."

"What are Thunder Children?" Sam asked quietly, frowning. "I don't think I've heard of them before."

Lucy frowned as she looked up at the pair. Thunder Children? What the hell are those?

Orion sits, and puts a hand to his ears, twisting the tips. "Thunder children are electric blue to black sprites, taking the form of small humanoids between 10-11 inches. They are born when lightning strikes the earth, and feed off of creatures. Those with magic are more nutritious, and supposedly taste better."

(Reference is wilde life comic thunder children, can't post a pic, search wilde life comic thunder children. Taking liberties with their temperaments)

Sam nods in understanding before a thought crosses his mind. "They sound…Oddly similar to my servants," he said, frowning a small bit. "They aren't born from lightning, but they do feed off of the life force of creatures."

(Aw seeyah man, feel better)

Lucy’s nose wrinkled at that. “Good god. Best to do what Orion said and avoid them, then,” she mumbled.

(Taking this back to the top
and hope you feel better, Ca1!)