Katherine giggled, “I’m a pixie honey.”
Raelle was confused having never been out of White Castle before or around many other creatures, shown as she asked, “What’s a pixie?” Katherine hummed as she explained, “The first of our kind were born from the Great Pan who was a satyr turned god and our mother was a goddess named Gazelle, who was a forest spirt turned goddess.” Raelle’s eyebrows shot up taking all that to mean, “So you’re like Tinkerbell?”
Katherine giggled again as she rubbed lotion into Raelle’s dry skin as she sweetly elaborated, “I wish I was that cool, but Tinkerbell was a fairy and I’m a pixie. We’re like…cousins, but I don’t have wings.” Holding up a hand suddenly, the lights dimmed as little butterflies glowed like neon flies, “But I can do magic.” She waved them aroun
