Dragoncrest Cliffs come now, luxuriant graces,

Sobo hoped to go unnoticed behind Erzulie for the remainder of this meeting, but Hermes had other ideas. Appearance-wise, the other boy was quite similar to him. Both wore brown face masks and pale bodies, although Hermes was more of a creamy white to Sobo’s warm silver. The difference was the black underbelly and markings on his face, which Sobo lacked. Nevertheless, the similarites endeared Hermes to him and allowed him to relax just a little.

Good mornin’, he replied in the same little squeak of a voice, shuffling awkwardly closer to his mother’s leg. Hermes held his entire attention now, with Hyacinth and Zephyr both going unnoticed. Where it was easy for Sobo to talk to his siblings, however, he found he had no words for Hermes.

After a long pause and a lot of fidgeting, the boy finally mustered up the courage to ask, what be your name?