Re: Pawky | 7-28-2020 | Evening
"Yeah." She'd heard a roar. She smirked at his various comedically-talented bear references, but gave an earnest nod that she'd focus harder next session and try to get her... bearings. Ok, she had to say it. "I'll try to get my... bearings." She grinned in silence and simply stared at Jimmy for a few seconds. "But honestly, I'm wondering if there isn't a tie somewhere in here to jaguars. There aren't a lot of American animals or mythological creatures that roar..." And jaguars kept showing back up in the Mesoamerican lore, connected to lightning often times.
"Yeah, I'm not sure. I'm trying to work it all out. There's so much symbolism in all this - it's sort of impossible. Wolves, coyotes, ravens, rams, flock... That was all mentioned or said in some form. But the bear keeps coming up, and it really got into my head. My mother was half-Mexican, and Raven's tribe was from the southwest. She'd been traded to the Iroquois, so her journaling starts in New England with the French. For all I know you and Troy, Forge, Nathaniel... his son, any or all of it could be tied. I'm starting to think Eric could have some part in all this coming to light. It's so vast." And that was a lot of talking and she took a drink of her white wine, don't judge her.
"There's a lot of talk of mothers and sons, moons and stars, fathers and daughters, killing family members, animal transformations... Like, my kid's mind is literally a wolf. It makes me nervous." And the father of all Lycan myths fed his own grandson to Zeus and was smote. "I mean, doesn't it all make you feel a little ass-clenchy?" Another gulp of wine and she leaned back in her chair.
"No, you have to have them on to model glasses. But yes, your hair makes all frames look good; they should be so lucky." She laughed. Wait. "White buffalo? Do you think you're the second coming?" He sometimes believed he was the gods' gift to women...