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At one time, she seemed to see her meowstache and chased after it. When she looked back, the dark elf she was with was nowhere to be seen. "Mister Ivar?" She hoped he was following but the zero reply suggested otherwise. As a shadow speices, she enjoyed staying at a dark place, but not as open and wide like the village. She felt scared and insecure, without the comfort of her cat, she was pretty useless.

That was when someone pulled her at her arm, she screeched and flinched. The so-called dragonseer was startled by her reaction, she blushed and bowed for an apology. They then requested her assistance, saying she look light enough to ride on a balloon. Take the good chance, she asked them for her cat, they persuaded that if she looked from high, she might be able to spot her kitten. They led her to a place piled up with materials and told her to make her own basket as they don't have spares.

"Ah?" She never make a balloon basket before, even though she was into art and craft to make small gifts to her friends. How're Tink and Reese now? She thought of the two ghouls she met in the open day of Amityville, they were sweet and nice to her, she kinda missed them.

The yelps of the foxfires however stole her attention from the memory, she skittered over to touch them and picked up one to hold in bosom. Arynek rarely smile, because she was always worried or scared, but the foxfires did the magic.

The sound from behind startled the cloaked ghoul, she jerked and put the foxfire up to hide her face. Hearing something being dragged, she peeked by moving the foxfire aside for only a sliver of gap, there was a pretty woman in exotic wear, the tinkles of her accessories was pleasant to hear. Arynek lowered the foxfire she used for defense weapon onto her lap.

"Hello." She greeted the woman with a small voice, hand waving in the smallest magnitude out of shyness. She then nodded to her question, "But how about them?" She gestured the irresistibly adorable little critters beaming at them, eagerly asking for head patting.

Arynek was sensitive, she felt unnecessarily nervous to talk with the woman, the tendrils from her cloak moved recklessly. "I mean...won't they go away and get lost?" The ghoul frowned in dismay, thinking of her lost cat. She missed it, but she didn't see it anywhere. The empathy reflected to the foxfires made her worried about their safety as well.

"My cat went missing after the bus crashed," said Arynek.

From her gentle action, Arynek could tell the woman wasn't a bad creepson. Yet, she couldn't relax herself just because of that. Looking at the adorable foxfires looked upwards to them and waggled their little tails, her heart melted and wanted to put them into her cloak. The problem was she wasn't sure what would happen if she put living things into it.

The tendril curled up into a question mark without the dot, "Hopefully...." she nodded to agree to Na'ima's suggestion and helped her to tie the corners of the net to the ropes of the balloon. "Do you think it's secure enough?" She finished her part, turned around and asked.

As if she had said something wrong, the innocent ghoul flustered in embarrassment. "....That's right.....do you think the foxfires are wild or household?" She was still worried about them, it was a bit strange to see a basket of fluffy critters among those what seemed to be useful materials.

Arynek was indeed very light, how much a mass of shadow would weigh? She was skittering more than walking if Na'ima noticed. It was a mystery why their balloon elevated that slowly. "I can hide them into my cloak, but - I'm not sure the adverse effect....I never put living things into it." Sitting in the basket, the fingers fiddled around with the fabric of the skirt.

The basket's height was slightly above waist when standing, she could peek down easily through the pores of the net. It felt amazing to be afloat in mid-air, away from the ground. One of her Uchitels were an adventurer, once he talked above riding in a big hot balloon and looked down from above, he said it was a different world. "Have you flown in the sky before, Madam?....May I ask about your species....you-you're beautiful." Her face flushed in a rosy pink too obvious on the pale skin tone, continued to speak in a volume matching her shyness.



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The filly wasn't only concerned about foxfires, if there were felines, Na'ima would learn she have a strong inclination towards them among all the fluffy critters. If Arynek was very worried about the poofs after the answer for the first question, she was much relieved after the horseman's reply to her second one.

While watching, Na'ima could observe some lively movement of the tendrils from the pale ghoul's cloak, especially they curled up when she flushed in light pink noticing the gaze. The shy ghoul blushed too easily and frequently.



"I have never flown as well, it feels like magic." She replied with delights. Hearing her comment, she skittered over near the edge. As a species of shadow, it required the least movement to achieve it. The town inside the fog looked like a sleeping serpent or dragon, the residential structures were as small as toy blocks and the moving citizens were like ants. She wondered if it was possible for her to spot a yellow cat from above.

She took a picture to show her Uchitels later when the lady spoke again. Instead of from where pockets supposed to be located, she just put her hand behind her back and a phone was in her hand. The natural head tilt while he mused was the best indicator that Na'ima was indeed the first horseman she encountered. "Yes, Madam. You're right, it's my first time to meet creeple from your clan. It's happy to meet you. Are you living in Halloween Town as well?"

Arynek was fascinated by the scenery, surrounding the village, through the fog, she could make out a lake here, a forest there, and far towards the northern in the outskirts it was covered in white ice. She couldn't help to take a few more pictures for her Uchitels, she was going to tell him she had her mini adventure at an unknown place as well.

There, at the habour, she saw someone firing something and something in the sand. A whale? With a tinkling in mind, she recalled what the villagers asked her to do. Oh no, she nearly forgot about it, the experience was so amazing. The ghoul shook her head and made a note of the location she saw sand whales. Here one jumped up, there one leaped and turned, she felt a bit dizzy.

She really needed a cat therapy, where's her cat go? qq

"Hmm, maybe it is like their species and the sun. They never get used to heat and the sunlight." Musing, she nodded slowly. "A tower?" Her uchitel who was a traveler and organized had lived in different type of accommodation, she wondered if he lived in a tower before. "What do you do normally?" Even veiled, she could take the hint from her voice that she didn't enjoy the town much. As an abnormally pale shadow, she was extremely sensitive to people's emotional change. As a result, she diverted from there and asked something different.

Arynek loved stories of different creeple and species, she enjoyed listening them while holding her cat on her laps.