He felt a shiver run through his back, an angry wolf barking in his mind. If he was an animal right now, he would be lock-legged, hair standing up straight and teeth pulled far back from his teeth. She sounded like magic, and he didn't like magic. It scared him. Prophetesses, sorceresses, witches. He had been warned about what kind of people the travelers were, but he had ignored the warning and walked the delivery over here anyways. He shivered again, his shoulders shaking. The little girl grabbed onto his head, and he turned his neck to look at her.
She couldn't be a true seer, could she? She was only a little girl. Besides, she reminded him of his littlest sister, one of the many family members he had left behind. It wasn't a physical resemblance, not at all, but she did. Maybe it was her laugh, or the innocence she seemed to have. He was thinking about going to watch the performers, despite his better judgement. But before he could put the girl down, the little kitten had said she was hungry. Alexi hated when others were hungry.
"Well, if you're hungry, I may have something for you kotyonok." He patted through the pockets and pouches on his hips, finally making a small 'ah' of discovery. The cookies were a bit crumbly, but they were thick and almost sparkling with sugar. He pulled three out of his pouches, holding them out. "There is even one for... what was it, Desi?"