||Yanhua||

[Serabi]

Serabi

Just as she had changed her approach, the boy had settled himself, a smile even peeking through.

When she asks why he was awake he notes his horns. Her eyes travel up his face to the small horns that will one day grow larger. He says they give him headaches, her head tilts slightly. She has the ability to shift into many forms...although she has never transformed into...whatever it is he is..nor has she worn horns atop her head.

Interesting, what gives you those horns? She asks curious if it was a mix of another animal?

Alas, the conversation shifts back to her intrusion. He asks why she was here, her eyes dart around before settling on him. I don't care for the company of others, she snorts. She had lived most of her childhood alone...why did she need anyone? Friends...useless.

Serabi was just a ball of emotional pain, waiting to explode at any moment. Anything or anyone could trigger her, she preferred staying alone it saved everyone an emotional upset.

A Woman Of Many Forms

@[Yanhua]