WELL I'M NOT A VAMPIRE | open + beck's visit

[Pele N. F. I.]

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"I know it's a bad name momma but I had to ask. A lot of the adults say it so I wanted to know why, its not like I'll be using it in daily conversion." Pele explained, turning to her mom and clearly picking up on how sickeningly sweet her voice was. She hated that voice, it felt like nails on a chalkboard, it felt fake, it felt like lying.

But then Beck arrived, and her attention turned to him instead. He barely looked as old as her Uncle, around that age at least. That didn't really skew her vision of him though, her uncle Bast was doing just fine leading in her opinion, and Tanglewood didn't seem to be going up in flames so to speak.

"Hi Mr. Beck sir, your flytrap is really pretty. Bet she does a good job keeping the bugs at bay." Her best attempt at a greeting. She'd barely interacted with loners, let alone someone from another group. She could kind of sense the unease in his posture, how he rocked on his paws. Nervous ones found it hard to stand still. She couldn't really hold it against him though, considering what her uncle had just told her.
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