Blackbeak Bluff And I'll never be alone

Wraen took the time to explain her position on such matters, which Sequoia naturally took as one hundred percent Real Truth™️. Sequoia also did not like snakes, although she could not remember why that was the case. She felt like they were to be avoided at all costs. Perhaps for the same reason cats were to be avoided: because she had been instructed to do so at some point. Both creatures screamed “danger” to the piebald girl’s mind. Those were real things, and her parents had instructed her to be afraid of cats and avoid them, unlike the imaginary (she reminded herself yet again) Catawampus, which was purely fiction.

Cautiousness was also brought up, and Sequoia drank up the information like a dehydrated camel finding an oasis for the first time in weeks. She tried to comprehend everything that was being said to her, although it was quite likely that some of it was going in one ear and out the other. Still, she grasped at each and every word trying to retain it. I don’t like snakes, either. I think they might be like cats, where Daddy Dio and Momma Portia told me to stay away from them. She could not recall ever being told to stay away from them, but the same feeling arose in her when she thought about the elongated, scaled creatures.

Does that mean I should be cautious around them? And cats, too? Sequoia had never encountered either of those things directly (one of her parents was usually quick to intervene at the first hint of danger), but she imagined the more she struck out on her own, the more likely it was that she would encounter something to be cautious around.