Kalysto: Yes, Desiree owns a cat thing… and it’s a jerk. *buries his face in his hands for a few moments, tiredly sighing, frustrated* It’s my 21st birthday ceremony. *looks up at her, shaking his head* I basically dress up in a bunch of crappy feathers and voodoo shit. Then I dance and do stupid things that make me look ridiculous. Then I go out and hunt something without any assistance whatsoever. Like… something huge. As big as me. Then I bring it back. Then I paint myself in it’s blood. And then the whole village feasts. Do you do crazy shit for your coming of age ceremony?
