The Sunspire i hide down in my corner because i like my corner

cass is lucky that okeanos is, perhaps, absurdly lawful-good and has no intentions of escaping from her sight. he is here only by her permission and if mama seebee or oly or papa came by, he would obey them without question too. raptly the sprite listens to her explanation, looking up with a perfect :o expression. "fish," he repeats, patting it with one paw. it doesn't move but it feels slimy and strange. "was... was cwee-kuh?" he's familiar, abstractly, with water, but he does not know much outside of his den and some flowers he's seen, and his bird wing -- maybe he could see creek for himself!!