An Afternoon Snack Session (Wolfie)

Everything here looked so good... There were so many people in here all eating various foods and drinks... The smell of it all was almost too much for her. She'd lick her lips. "Aww... I wish there was something for me..." There was no way she'd be able to sneak off with anything in here, there were way too many witnesses. Besides, she didn't really feel like being chased twice in one day. That would just make her even hungrier!

"Huh?" Callie's left ear perked up from under her hood as a strange sound caught her attention... It sounded almost like a cat. But there were only people in here, wasn't there? Regardless, her curiosity got the best of her and she had nothing better to do anyway, so she headed over in the sounds direction. What she found wasn't exactly what she was expecting. There was a small boy, wearing some kind of animal hat, crouched by the wall bawling his eyes out. Callie gave a quick glace to her teddy Lulu before nodding in agreement with the bear. This was what she'd always wanted to do right? Make sure the world is a happy place! Well this seemed like a good place to start.

After a quick discussion with Lulu of how to handle the situation, Callie approached the young boy and crouched down to be eye level with him. "Hey there." She'd say in her most reassuring voice possible and smiling calmly at the boy. "Are you okay there?" It was strange, she usually couldn't be this confident with a complete stranger. But something about the boy reminded her of herself. Plus it always felt less awkward talking to another kid than an adult. "I like your hat."

"Aww..." Callie remarked, patting the small boy on the head, she'd learned that earlier, and at least it made her feel better before so she wanted to try it. Although she made sure to be gentle as to not hurt him more. "So that was you that I heard a moment ago, huh?" It was very strange... If that sound was from him, plus most notably the smell that emanated from the boy all more so indicated to Callie she was talking to a cat rather than a human... Then again, with what the boy was wearing maybe he was just a fan of cats. She could just be smelling his pet cats smell from his clothing. Who knows.

She'd giggle. "They're really pretty! You're lucky to have them." Inspecting the bracelet presented to her, it sure wasn't like anything she'd seen before. Then again she had always admired other peoples jewelry and had always wished she had something of her own. But the charm was still cute in its own way.

"Oh!" She'd say suddenly, shaking her head. "Where are my manners, I almost forgot. My names Callie!" She would then hold out her hand to the small boy accompanied by a heartfelt smile. "What's yours?"

"I wouldn't worry about that. There's a lot of noise going on in here and most people are talking amongst themselves and were probably too distracted to even hear you." She'd begin with a reassuring tone. "Besides, I barely heard it myself and I was fairly close to you at the time and I have a really good sense of hearing." Okay, so that may had been lying a little. But it was one of those white lies you know? If this was one of the things making the boy feel upset then Callie wanted to make sure to reassure him it was all okay.

"Zavie? That's a nice na-..." She was cut off by the boys fairly sudden comment about her smell. It wasn't much like he could talk, he smelt bizarre as well. Well, not as well... She didn't smell that weird did she? No one had really commented on it before... Despite that though, Callie tried to quickly wipe off the concerned look that had manifested on her face, she wasn't going to let one messily comment distract her from her goal. Although... Curiosity could. "Is that so? Heh, what exactly makes you say that?... You know you smell kinda different from most people yourself."

"Nah, you're fine. I betcha even if anyone else had heard by this point they would of forgotten about the whole thing and just be deep in conversation between themselves again." She paused and took a moment to look around their vicinity, as she expected everyone was either too busy stuffing their faces or exchanging endless gossip to even take notice of the two of them. She'd smile and sigh in relief that she was right. "See? No ones even looking this way... Don't worry about it kid."

"Hmm..." Well it was true he did smell of various sweet things and good smells. But there was something else she could smell... She took a moment to smell herself when Zavie commented on it again. It was strange but the thing she smelt on him was also present on herself... Yet she wasn't quite sure what that indicated... If anything at all.

"Hmm, do you like ice cream?" Regardless, in an attempt to change the topic and lighten the boys mood further, Callie had remembered she acquired something earlier that he may indeed like. After searching her pockets for a moment she presented a still surprisingly ice cold ice cream sandwich and held it out for the boy. "It's my last one... But you can have it." She didn't mind too much... She'd already had quite a few and they can get a little sickly when you eat too many too fast. Besides it would melt soon otherwise and they didn't really fill her up like she had hoped...

Strengths:

"Share...?" The concept was odd for her. Not so much so that she didn't understand what the term meant, but more so the fact she hadn't really ever done it with anyone. Mainly because when food was involved usually it was best for her to stay out of sight of anyone else... For, um, no particular reason at all. "Okay, good idea!" Regardless, the boy seemed to be lightening his mood so if that's what he wanted to do, she'd smile and follow suit. Carefully breaking the ice cream sandwich in as equal of two halves as possible, Callie presented the boy with the slightly bigger half whilst biting into her own. Although she still really wished she had some proper food...

"So, Zavie... If you don't mind me asking, are you here alone too?" It sounded like kind of an odd question, but Callie wasn't exactly great at keeping a conversation going all by herself, she hadn't had a lot of practice in it. Besides she wouldn't had thought he was here alone, but then again she did find the boy on his own, clearly upset with an event that had just occurred... She would of thought that someone would of been with him after that, especially considering he looked even younger than she was. Then again he could be even more similar to herself than she thought so she just wanted to check. Plus she was generally just interested in these kind of things. "Also, how old are you?... I, 'think' I'm nine."

"Oh?" Callie would turn to face the way the boy pointed, feeling kind of awkward now knowing they were being watched, although they looked nice enough... They looked more worried than angry that she was there. And if they had any real issue with her they would of came over to tell her to go away already, wouldn't they? Regardless, Callie tried her best to wave back without it looking obviously awkward. Afterwards she would look down at her bear and seemingly mumble to herself before feeling better. Lulu always knew how to cheer her up and make any situation feel better.

Shaking off her nerves, Callie looked back to Zavie with her familiar smile. "Awww..." She'd remark and pat the small boys head once more.  "Happy birthday to you for whenever it actually is!" She would quickly rummage through her pockets to see what she had on her... Honestly it wasn't a lot but she did tend to have a habit of bringing along things she wouldn't need wherever she went. Today being no exception. Pulling two small wood carvings out of her pocket she held out both her hands presenting them. They both shared the same carved shape of a fox, but one was painted orange with a white under belly, whilst the other was pure white. "Now, these are very special to me. A man I met once gave them to me and said if I held onto them, I could one day give one of them to someone else and the two people would forever be friends! Regardless of if they see each other or not as long as they kept hold of their own fox!" She'd look down at the two of them for a moment, favoring her eye on the orange one. "You can have one as a birthday gift! Y-you can choose which one."

Callie would blush slightly, since she realized it was quite a stupid thing to say to not be sure of your own age... But she had good reason! And she'd try to explain it the best she could. "Well... Last time anyone told me my age was when I was six. And since then I had been counting in my head the days that had gone past, mainly out of boredom but then it became a habit. A-and since that day it has been roughly one thousand one hundred and sixty-seven days... Give or take a few if I forgot a couple or lost track... B-but I kept little marks on the walls of each day to make it easier! A-and then I asked this lady once how many days were in a year and she told me it was something like three hundred and sixty-five, I think. S-so then I drew new marks and crossed out the old ones as I went which took a really long time but I split the marks out every three hundred and sixty-five and then counted how many block there were... And there are currently three and a bit blocks... A-and three plus six is nine... R-right?"

"Hmm..." Callie shook her head. "No, no nothing special to do with me really. I was just kinda bored and tired of doing the same old same old routine day after day. Then I heard some people talk about this place and how it was free to get in for a day so I thought it would be a nice change. Ya know?" Honestly, she was glad she came now. After meeting Professor J and now Zavie, it was nice to have someone to talk to for once. A-aside from you Lulu! Y-you're always great to talk to!

Wooden Fox Toys:

"Awesome!" She'd respond, suddenly leaning towards the boy and hugging him momentarily before remembering his parents were watching and felt kinda awkward about it. Yet she was definitely glad he picked the white one, there was something special about the orange one to her... It always reminded her of someone. "Yup, friends forever. And if what that guy said is true, as long as you hold onto that one and I keep this one, we'd always be destined to meet again some day!" She'd smile happily to his enthusiasm of attaching the small toy to his bracelet. Honestly, a little jealous she didn't have something like that to keep hers on. But, oh well.

Callie would shake her head. "Nope. I don't have a mummy or daddy." She'd say in a way that made it seem like she didn't see that as a real issue. Instead more focusing on what the boy said next. "A calen-what?" She'd never heard of one of those before... Could they really be that useful that she wouldn't have to keep track of everything herself? Cause ohhhh gooodddd would that be so useful! But then again, she scratched her head in confusion. "Hmm... Now that you mention it. I don't really know when my birthday is... More so just that eight years have passed since I was six."

Stopping to tilt her head at the boys excuse, she felt a little confused. "That sounds pretty awful..." She'd begin with a slight confused tone. "But you don't sme... Um... Look like you're very ill at the moment." Honestly as far as she could sense, the boy had been completely fine. Well at least throughout the past couple of days. Maybe he was just lucky recently. Unless that strange thing on him was an illness? B-but that couldn't be right, cause she had that too, for a long long time too! A-and she wasn't ill... Right?