Alois watched Amerald until he could no longer hold his eyes to him. Then with a turn he looked back down at the basket of crystals, finding them to be a very odd bunch of things. A glimmer of hope shined in them, or so he thought, for the chance for the hraapea to go out without any risk.


Felicity opened her wings slightly, getting the hint of it. "Oh!?" she mumbled, looking at Amelia. Going outside, to her, was more of a risk then enjoyment, especially with what Alois did. Though, as soon as she spoke her eyes turned over towards Amerald.

The thought of what happened to Annabelle floated into her conscious, teasing her. Felicity lowered her dark wings down, worried now of what news he held. It couldn't have been good, not after the conversation that she had with Amelia just a few minutes ago.

Even her pointed ears moved, as she made her way over to Amerald. There wasn't any use to argue with him or run away. Where would she go? Outside? It risked death.

Felicity made her way over to the basement, following him. Looking down the stairs thoughts of what could be ahead of her haunted her mind.
Taking a deep breath she started down the stairs careful as she walked down, feeling her wings brush the side, making her pull them in as tight as possible until she hit the bottom stair.

"What’s going on?"