A thin figure wearing an oversized olive coat was sprawled in the corner of the cave. She slept soundly in a pile of hoofbeast fur, oblivious. Blood dripped from her hands, the same blood that adorned the walls of the cave. It was the blood of beasts, worn into strange patterns, of that which some call ships. The seadweller shivered in the cold, dry air. Why, exactly, had that lowblood, Vantas, instructed her to come here?
Nepeta's eyes slowly drifted open to reveal the magenta-wearing troll standing in front of her. Before the troll could react, Nepeta had her pinned to the cave floor. "Who are you?" she wondered aloud. Struggling to get the words out, the bewildered troll replied, "I am Feferi. A troll named Karkat instructed me to seek your advice." At this, she was released. "Advice about what, per se?"
Feferi was utterly astounded. The olive blood had had the gall to tackle her, a princess! Pulling up a chair, seemingly from out of nowhere, the girl introduced herself as Nepeta, then repeated herself. "What have you come to ask about?" Feferi stuttered out a succinct reply. "Matesprit troubles." "Well, you've come to the right purr-son," was Nepeta's reply. "Who, exactly?" Feferi swallowed and uttered a shaky reply. "Eridan"
Over the next few hours, the two got to know each other well. Nepeta served tea, and they discussed the art brazenly splattered on the walls. Soon, Feferi's troubles had been solved. She knew now to respond with courage, and reply in a way that she felt was right. She had pondered her issues, and come up with the fact that this would not matter as much as was previously thought. Nepeta was someone that one could waste hours with, caught up in the explorative discussion of quadrants and romance. Soon, Feferi was out of time. She had a meeting with the source of her troubles, Eridan.
Two hours and one largely uncomfortable meeting later, much to the discontent of one and relief of another, two trolls remained moirails. Eridan did not enjoy this, as he had wanted Feferi as a matesprit. Feferi was glad that she had not been forced into a matespritship. She chatted with Nepeta about this, as the two had exchanged trolltags at Feferi's departure.
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CC: Nepeta? Are you t)(ere?
CC: My meeting with -Eridan went well, t)(ank gog.
AC: 33 *ac is delighted to hear that. she ponders the possible outcomes of said meeting*
CC: I am ecstatic to reply t)(at we are still moirails, but not)(hing more.
AC: 33 * ac replies that that's great!*
AC: 33 *ac wonders if cc can come over for tea tomorrow*
CC: Of course!
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