[Chapter 1.02] The Ruined Citadel
Yalandlara just smiles and shakes her head at Arnellia, finally laughing softly.
The beautiful Black Cat on the other hand starts with the squeal from the elf coming for her! "Oh dear! Is this one hurt or insane?" When Jasmine realizes it was neither she will sniff Arnellia's hand, figuring she's safe. "You can pet me, but not pat me. Ear scratching's are also fine. Rubbing near my tail will get you the claw, or the bite though." Yup, not only was it a beautiful black cat, but it was a very female TALKING cat too.
"That's Jasmine. She's my Alchemic familiar. I wanted to create something beautiful, and elegant, you know, like Shelyn wants. So, I gathered the materials, added a few drops of my blood, and created my precious Jasmine." She said with a smile to Jasmine. "I mean, I make and create some music too, using my flute, and I enjoy it too! I'm sure Miss Warbal's heard some." She said with a nod. "Jasmine though, in creating her taught me a lot about life that it helped me in my studies for helping and treating others. I may lack the ability to use divine spells, but my mother says I have Shelyn's gift in other ways."
"Anyway! Let's get came setup, by the time we got that done we can look at everyone's wounds one more time, then set out to check on the Bramblebrashers." Yala said with a nod.