09-18-2020, 12:43 AM
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THERE’S VACANCY IN EVERY NIGHTMARE
Ah, another man joined the little group. She had forgotten the only two higher ranked animals in the entire group were men. Her tail flicked in annoyance, and she considered the Pitt suffered less from this issue. Hadn’t the Pitt, at least, had a woman leading at some point?
“Are you Vigenere’s cousin? You look like him,” she told Nicabar. He looked younger and a little more… wild? But they resembled each other. Given she came from the Typhoon, which seemed like a gathering spot of Roux’s and their queer friends, she assumed other groups had similarly strong family units.
Rosemary’s ear twitched when he mentioned the library, and this caught her attention. “A library? I didn’t know you folks had a library. The closest thing we have in the Typhoon is a single floor of the lighthouse.” Her treehouse almost doubled as a library (filled exclusively with cathartic sapphic romance novels and medical texts) until it burned down, but she hated dwelling on the lost novels—it made her sad. “A visit there sounds… fun.”
[sub][W]isker[/sub]“Are you Vigenere’s cousin? You look like him,” she told Nicabar. He looked younger and a little more… wild? But they resembled each other. Given she came from the Typhoon, which seemed like a gathering spot of Roux’s and their queer friends, she assumed other groups had similarly strong family units.
Rosemary’s ear twitched when he mentioned the library, and this caught her attention. “A library? I didn’t know you folks had a library. The closest thing we have in the Typhoon is a single floor of the lighthouse.” Her treehouse almost doubled as a library (filled exclusively with cathartic sapphic romance novels and medical texts) until it burned down, but she hated dwelling on the lost novels—it made her sad. “A visit there sounds… fun.”