mind conductor — p, amunet

[Belladonna]

[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=8pt]Belladonna, for the most part, seemed to be making friends. Slowly, very slowly, but surely. They weren't "I'll die for you" friendships, but that was how Belladonna liked it anyway - fickle friendships where she would slowly open up, slowly understand someone better. She didn't like to rush it, didn't like to rush anything.

She wished she could say the same for Happycamper, as their friendship was the laughing stock of Tanglewood, but Amunet was a far better friend - or what seemed like friendship. She didn't know the jaguaress as much as she'd like, but that could be because whenever she intended to approach her, there was the snake. Moses.

She had nothing against Moses, of course - but an enormous snake that could eat her wasn't something she could simply look past. She tried to, she really did, but there was just that little bit of anxiousness that took hold of her. But there was more pressing matters as of late - Amunet's grief.

It was surprising that Belladonna wasn't completely gutted over Vlad's death, considering she found him - but she hadn't gotten the chance to know him better. She wished she had. Either way, Belladonna invited Amunet over to just chat over some tea, and get to know each other better - and maybe she'd get the chance to see if Moses was as scary as she thought.

"Speech."