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 Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 3:45 pm
 She nodded hesitantly, wondering what Ver thought of that, before adding, "She's older than me, though; she just...doesn't grow."
It was the truth, anyways; Tuuli was older than Sunday by a few months, with Tuuli having arrived in the winter, and Sunday hatching in the spring, even though to an outsider, Tuuli was the younger one, given that she was permanently stuck in the body of a kit. Not that the blue female minded, anyways; she was content to live out her days pretending to be some treasure hunting adventurer princess of the flowers, or whatever Tuuli called herself these days.
"Tuuli just...gets an idea in her head, and ropes everyone along into it," Sunday explained slowly, "Everyone's a knight or lady-in-waiting or the evil dragon..."
"...and she tells stories all the time about her adventures," she continued, leaving out the part about how Sunday herself was deeply frightened of the outside world due to these tales.
"A biscuit covered in chocolate?" Sunny repeated, "It sounds...interesting. I guess I can try one."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 4:24 pm
 Ver nodded. "I see, yet she retained a childlike nature along with her stunted growth? Quite the conundrum, I must say." He mused again on this matter. Perhaps with perma-kits there's both a stunted growth in age and personality. Or maybe Tuuli decided that if she was never going to fully mature what would the point of growing up all together at all.
The kit chuckled at Sunday explaining about Tuuli's overactive imagination. It sounded like Tuuli had a wild imagination. Perhaps she would get along with Jini. Jini was an adult but with his tendency for sugar and fun he was just like a little kid. "In a kingdom, eh? Well she must like imagining those things, seeing as she won't grow up to do much."
Ver nodded at Sunday and handed the female over a couple biscuit sticks with the chocolate coated from the other end of the stick. The chocolate coating went down near to the other end of the biscuit, leaving a small uncovered part to hold onto the stick by.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:07 pm
"Y...yes, something like that," Sunday said, nodding; had she known this was partially result of a chance meeting between some Pixie Kitsu, Tuuli's first friends, it would have been mentioned, but, as Sunny only knew that Tuuli was fond of fairytales and roleplaying, she said nothing of the matter. "She thinks she'll build herself a castle if she finds enough materials."
Not that flower petals and tree branches really made decent building material, but, in Tuuli's own little world, it was something akin to clapping if one believed in fairies; if it was remotely possible, she'd set out to try it. One had to admire her determination...from a distance, anyways.
Taking the sticks, Sunday nibbled on one thoughtfully, not wanting to go through them all at once. "It's...sweet," she finally said, "and a tiny bit crunchy."
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