Blackfoot Forest it's gonna be a long night

A spider crawled along one of the stems, it seemed reluctant to climb onto any blooms, its tiny legs scuttling as it moved. Mati allowed a small smile for the creature, stretching out her muzzle so it could climb onto her inky nose. 

She dropped the arachnid into her folded legs, watching it crawl nimbly across one berry-stained paw. 

This was how he found her. 

The witch couldn't say for sure when she became aware of his presence - perhaps a twig had snapped or a rock had been accidentally kicked, perhaps she just sensed him. Mati lifted her head as he entered the garden, locking onto him with mismatched eyes. The spider scuttled away into the darkness. 

As he neared, questioning her, the Melonii let her gaze wander over him. She cocked a brow, finding it humorous that his first thought had been about where she was sleeping rather than the uncanny similarity between them. 

"It's a good t'ing I'm not sleeping t'en," she murmured in her strange lilt, raising to her feet and padding closer. 

On closer inspection, he reminded her of some of the family members she'd left behind, and she nearly cringed away from him. Mati remained still, studying him in silence, before finally turning away. 

"W'at's yer name?" she turned her head slightly, her cobalt eye turned on him. Her ears pricked curiously, waiting for his answer.