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scoresby is the name. (leescoresby) wrote in silverage,

Finding someone to see Hester was always a joy -- but also a shock! Especially as the woman didn't seem to have a dæmon of her own. Unless it was, of course, say an ant or a spider or a rat, or a butterfly or those things you can keep in your pocket.

"You can see Hester!" Lee said as he always did when someone without a visible dæmon recognized his hare.

But Hester, she had taken it upon herself to hop around the brunette, leaving marks of her feet deep within the snow in a circle that surrounded her. When she couldn't find a companion, she sniffed at her air, but couldn't find anything worth a warning.

"Now Hester, that was rude," Lee said to his little hare with a chuckle as she returned to his feet. Looking up to Susan, he removed his hat and smiled. "Beg your pardon, Ma'am, but Hester was just looking for your dæmon. She'd like to make friends if she may."