[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Park – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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Cassiopeia leaned into Nic’s side when he joined her. She delayed answering his question in favour for a story. [color=#DB7093]”When we first moved to Scotland, I had a hard time staying inside. I always felt so claustrophobic. In the beginning, the coven would panic and search for me, but after a couple of months, they would send someone out to come find me, and bring me back once I was ready. I’ve always felt calmer outside and with nature. Over the years I got used to living inside, but I’d rather be outside.”[/color]

Cassi shifted and looked up at Nic. She stretched her neck and kissed his chin. Cassiopeia continued to run over her fingers over the grass and flowers started to grow. She plucked one from the ground and handed it to Nic.