Kelvics At The Zoo[Daemon]

[Dallisetria]

Dallisetria just shrugged. "I guess I thought of it myself when I was young, and decided to stick with it." she started walked up after him, her head back, her arms up, stretching as she walked in the same direction as him. Every few seconds she would get unbalanced and nearly topple over, but then she adjusted herself and stood upright again. She followed him to the bench, and there she plopped herself down, grinning. She shrugged when he asked about the lifespan of her Kelvic form. "I'm one." she meant in year, of course. "Ocelots live about twenty years." she shrugged. "Not much, if you ask me. But hey, living once, you have to do whatever you can in enough time. And I guess twenty years is enough for me." she had already done quite a lot in one year, she wondered if she'd ever do something fantastic by the time she was even three. Probably not, but it was pretty darn good to dream, right? Behind the bench was the bars to a cage. Obviously not the cage of a ferocious animal, or her head might of been chomped off by now. No, it was an animal that captured everyone's eye by it's lack of movement, it's laziness. The sloth. She didn't really care about the sloth at the moment, but realizing she had taken the dry bread without realizing it, or saying anything, she began to.
"Thanks for the bread," although, she wasn't real excited. It was bread, and it was not meat. Though, it seemed, like the boy she had grown to eat things that were not meat. Mice were harder to catch when you were not in the wild, training it all the time, and so anything easy to come by was like a gift from above. She bit down, and it didn't have much taste. At least it didn't have any bad taste, because if it did, she wouldn't have thought twice about spitting it out and cursing under her breath or something. Her free hand grabbed the bar behind her head, just having to do something with it. Having it hang there felt awkward.