𝐇𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞.

❝ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐉 𝐎 𝐔 𝐑 𝐍 𝐄 𝐘. ❞ – ʜᴇᴋᴀᴛᴇ: ɢʀᴇᴇᴋ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴄʀᴀғᴛ ɢʀᴇᴇᴋ ᴍʏᴛʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ ʀᴘ ᴅᴇsᴄ | ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ | ɴᴏɴ-ʟᴇᴡᴅ ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ #ʟʏɴɴ ( ♡ & ↺ ? )

ooc. might bring mother witch back

ooc. hmm .. 🤔

She is .. extremely touched. Hekate believes Miyoung will be a great witch as she gets older – there’s no doubt about it. She’s proud to call her her daughter.

“Oh yes, we certainly do! That would be delightful.” The Goddess said with a light clap of her hands, grinning. “We must plan a get together sometime.”

The Goddess blinked a couple of times upon hearing this. "Oh, I wouldn't mind that at all, dear. I know for a fact you would be capable of taking care of them." Hekate said, smiling gently. "They would be in good hands."

"I am quite alright. It has been a while since I last saw you." Her head tilts curiously. "How have you been?"

"Yes. I have heard." Soon, the kitten in her arms opens its eyes. The kitten stares at Sinn before letting out a soft 'mew,' green eyes staring curiously at the newcomer. "I have been okay. In the Underworld, as usual." She responds. "Nothing new."

. . . . . . . . . . . . . Sighs.

“I wouldn’t say that. Your appearance just ... startled me a bit.” She continues to pet the kitten in her arms, then raises an eyebrow. “I take it you’re well?”

“Ah – of course, Braelynn.” The Goddess smiled as she gently handed the kitten over to the other.

A smile. “Good morning, Euterpe.”

She frowns as well, gently running a hand through the kitten’s black coat. “I’m not too sure, Braelynn ... it is quite sad, though.” Hekate sighs. “I hope I can find a home for him. I would take him in, but ... I am much too busy to care for one.”

Narrows her eyes. The kitten stirs in her arms, but ultimately stays asleep. “Hello, Sinn.”

A smile spreads across her lips. “Good morning, Braelynn. It is nice to see you.” She glances down at the kitty in her arms, chuckling. “No, I’m afraid not. I found this little guy earlier ... I don’t think he has an owner.”

Shuffles onto the timeline, cradling a black kitten in her arms. “Good morning.”

. . . . Sighs.