[color=bc8dbf][center][h1]Satilla Valen[/h1][/center][/color]

[center][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color] By the Cave
[color=bc8dbf]Interacting With:[/color]  Thomas, Calaron, Sana [/center]

 Satilla was so focused on the flames and petting Skittle’s head that she almost didn’t notice Thomas sitting besides her in just beyond arm’s reach. She wouldn’t have even realized it if Skittles didn’t let out a meow that tore her away from her thoughts and caused her to look around the place. She only smiled, noticing he seemed to also drift into something like meditation probably.

 [color=bc8dbf]“Hmm!?”[/color] Satilla made a questioning sound, hearing someone’s voice ask her a question. She looked and saw Calaron, the elf. She thought for a moment, wondering if he really was talking to her, but eventually nodded.[color=bc8dbf]” Only a few skeletons or a zombie or two… occasionally…”[/color] She explained, those two were the rather go to about mob undead.

 [color=bc8dbf]“Hmmm indeed… though Skittles is the one who came to me.”[/color] She replied, stroking the fur on his neck.[color=bc8dbf]” Every witch gets a familiar when the officially become well a witch. It can be so many different animals, but skittles is the one who came to me and we’ve been together since.”[/color] She explained and the cat joined in with a happy meow.

 [color=bc8dbf]“I’d love a song, though not sure if our… orcish hosts would be as approving of the idea as I am…”[/color] She said, throwing a look around.