Blackbeak Bluff hot ocean milk with dead animal croutons

One ear twitches on her head when Witchbaby questions her and she opens her mouth to speak, only to quickly click her teeth together. It had not occurred to her that the other didn’t know her name. She’d forgotten they hadn’t spoken, despite how easily they got along. There is something soothing and comforting about Witchbaby’s presence that she doesn’t yet try to sort out. In the same way, she is reminded of Blixen, but… still not the same. Her mouth form the round sound of her given name but she quickly wipes it, clears her throat, and finally offers: “Furi.”

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