Ah. Another speaking cat. This time Lark doesn't flinch, because strangely enough with Salem around she's already ready to take this into stride.
"I'm not sure what the Rationale is, but it is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Quintet," she says, presuming a gentle from the tone of voice alone. "I am Dedicate Initiate Lark from the Winding Circle Temple of Emelan, though currently I am of this place, the city of Temba here on the world of Agra-10."
She rises to her feet, putting her glove back on before reaching into the pouch at her side to pull out a scarf. It's a shorter one, originally intended for Salem and thus in a fetching shade of yellow to match his eyes.
"If you are cold I do not know how much it might help, but you are welcome to this scarf."
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"I'm not sure what the Rationale is, but it is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Quintet," she says, presuming a gentle from the tone of voice alone. "I am Dedicate Initiate Lark from the Winding Circle Temple of Emelan, though currently I am of this place, the city of Temba here on the world of Agra-10."
She rises to her feet, putting her glove back on before reaching into the pouch at her side to pull out a scarf. It's a shorter one, originally intended for Salem and thus in a fetching shade of yellow to match his eyes.
"If you are cold I do not know how much it might help, but you are welcome to this scarf."