"Renee, seriously. How can you not be excited?" Cynthia pokes me with her tail, as if trying to see if I'm real or not. "We're sixteen moons old. We're travelling to the Pool of Destiny tonight! How can you be so calm?" Cynthia's dark blue eyes narrow as we have a staring contest, on the spot. That's how it is between Cynthia and I - I can be somewhat childish around her, not like others. "Renee, why do you dislike Ignis so much?" Cynthia asks quietly. We're now walking into the woods, away from camp. "There's nothing wrong with it." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~