ˢʰᵉ’ˢ 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 !͟

@gravesyard MROW EVERYWHERE

( @gravesyard ) sounds miserable (    her eyebrows knit together as her gaze wandered beyond the graveyard   ) n - no offence ! (    her head snapped up to look at cecily, eyes wide and expression regretful    ) jus’ . . . couldn’t imagine not being able to talk to anyone i love on top of being stuck in one place for the rest of eternity

( @losrnrds )  tis    a    very    lonely    existence. yes,    yes. [    she    nodded. ]  i  have  seen  many  faces. sad  ones,  happy  ones  (…)  a  lot  of  building  too. it’s  strange,  really  (…)  seeing  life  go  on,  but  it  feels  like  it’s  moving  without  you.

( @gravesyard ) n - no, just . . . lustful witches ? (    one hand snapped up to cover the bite mark, her neck feeling hot and flushed    )

( @losrnrds )  great  heavens  !  [  she  gave  her  a  look  of  concern. ]  do  (…)  vampires  exist  now  ?

( @gravesyard ) just an article here and there, lots of people  /  talk  /  ‘bout you though, you’re like a local legend ! (    her eyes widened as she stared up at the ghost in wonderment, as if seeing three reincarnated witches and a talking immortal cat was nothing compared to cecily    ) w - well ‘m gracie and my cousin max kinda . . . summoned the sisters ? by accident ‘course !

( @losrnrds )  seemed  confused  by  this. ]  people  write  books  about  me  ?  [  she  kicked  her  legs  as  she  sat  atop  of  the  tree. ]  whom  might  you  be,  and  why  are  those  (…)  witches  after  you  ?

( @gravesyard ) i always preferred walking over horse or carriage, you see and smell more (    his eyes sadden as he takes in the graves, it’s hard to think about death, or even understand it, when he can’t even really feel pain    ) i’m not surprised, people around her drive like maniacs

( @hauntingcats )  no  sense  in  haste  (…)  i  never  understood  why  the  invention  of  cars  were  made  for  speed. it  caused  more  problems. [  she  shook  her  head. ]  a  good  deal  of  the  spirits  here  have  been  involved  in  (…)  accidents  such  as  those.

( @gravesyard ) yes, the very fast and noisy ones (    his tail swished irritably behind him    ) people like to drive them very fast and not look where they’re going :/

( @gravesyard ) (     he nodded, it was a gamble he was willing to bet on too, and it wasn’t like either of them could get hurt, it was better than putting max, dannie, allison, and gracie danger    ) and if works we try on the rest of ‘em !

( @hauntingcats )  it’s  (…)  it’s  a  gamble,  but  one  that  i  am  willing  to  take. [  she  crouches  down  slightly. ]  you  must  lead  them  my  way,  and  when  the  time  comes  (…)  i  will  do  something  to  knock  them  off-balance. it  has  to  work.

( @gravesyard ) not think ! know ! they won’t dare even come past the gates ! if they touched the ground they’d - theyd . . . well they’d be toast ! and maybe i could be . . . free ?

( @gravesyard ) if she . . . ever comes back, tell her i miss her, and that i love her (    he lets out a soft sigh, the idea that his sister had been her more than once, yet he’d never been there to greet her haunted him, and only seemed to add more weight to his guilt    )

( @hauntingcats )  don’t  let  this  be  heavy  on  your  soul. [  she  reassured,  leaning  against  one  of  the  graves  with  her  legs  hugged  against  her  chest. ]  she  knows  she  is  loved,  even  if  she  cannot  see  you.

( @gravesyard ) (    he curls up next to the grave, laying on top of the dirt was the next best thing to  /  actually  /  laying with his sister    ) i wish i could see her, or that she knew it was me (    he cursed himself mentally for not spending more time at the gravesite, instead he was up guarding and wandering around the witches old cabin    )

( @gravesyard ) (    he lets out a soft yelp when he hits the ground, even if he can’t feel the pain of it, not really. thackery’s quick to hop back on all fours, shaking himself out as he chuckled dryly    ) no, that was my own bad, ‘twas just excited to see you (    he sighed softly, eyes darting down to his silky black paws    ) a curse, one those dastardly witches put on me the day they took emilyw

( @hauntingcats )  [  a  bit  stunned  by  the  sudden  movement,  she  tries  to  hold  out  her  arms  to  catch  him,  but  he  falls  straight  through  her. oh,  right. that  happens. she  peered  behind  her  slowly  to  look  at  him  on  the  ground. ]  sorry. [  she  murmurs  apologetically,  still  quite  confused. ]  thou  should’ve  died  centuries  ago. what  (…)  befell  thee  ?

( @gravesyard ) (    it stings, just a little bit, that she doesn’t seem to immediately recognize him, but thackery can’t blame her, he is a bloody cat after all    ) y - yes ! yes cecily it’s me ! (    he bounds off the grave and towards her, purring subconsciously    )