04-04-2020, 08:44 PM
Childhood was something that was hardly even a blur in the fairy’s mind. It was so brief, and being thousands of years ago, it barely seemed to matter anyways. But to all of the people she’d known, childhood seemed to be of great importance. Something to be reflected on fondly, and something to yearn for once again with a sense of painful nostalgia. Mementos collected from this time were often treasured, and though Zora had been privy to many of these objects, teeth had never been something she had seen.
She watched the exchange for a few moments before trotting over, her interest piqued. There were a few familiar faces, but she had never met most of these people. “Oh, hello!” she greeted warmly, examining the kitten. He seemed to be in good health. “I’m Zora. Why collect teeth? Isn’t there anything else you could keep? I’ve never seen anybody collect teeth before.”
She watched the exchange for a few moments before trotting over, her interest piqued. There were a few familiar faces, but she had never met most of these people. “Oh, hello!” she greeted warmly, examining the kitten. He seemed to be in good health. “I’m Zora. Why collect teeth? Isn’t there anything else you could keep? I’ve never seen anybody collect teeth before.”