Snippet #1300067

Chilili Crow-Dog simply blinked up at the girl. “What was... Did I just see...? Oh nevermind...” she said. Suffice to say, she was a little disappointed the bird was not indeed a bird. Animals she could handle. Animals had empathy. She took a moment to get to her feet and look down up what she assumed was a god. However the line began to blur a bit for her. “Calculate pi I could do... Somehow I don't think pi is what he had in mind... I lost him in the street,” she said, then paused for a moment, trying to judge whether she could talk to Maisie like she could talk to anyone else. “It's a little difficult to be seen as so insignificant sometimes... I don't think I made a good impression for my... species, I guess,” And she stopped at that. What could she expect? That Maisie would be sympathetic? That she would agree and tell her kind words? Chilili had no allusions that she was barely considered in the games of gods. “Um... is it you that's responsible for all these um... coincidences? It seems like wherever I go, there's something or someone with some kind of relevance to this... uh... whadyacallit? Test? It's kind of freaking me out...” she finished.