A solid nod was given when asked if she really believed that Jas was beautiful. Of all the lies she told and would tell, Jasmine's beauty was one of truth. She kind of... envied it. At the same time, she didn't, because she knew she had strength in who she was. Pride glowed within her chest, while Jasmine experienced a different kind of feeling.

Without another word, she gave a final gaze to Jasmine (one that relayed feelings she did not actually have), then turned about before beginning her walk again. There was much to see here. Part of her hoped to find a shelter of some sort; something they could call their own. If not here, she considered Cetus or Canis as secondary options; both pleasant to her.

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The large mammal lumbered onward, the smell of foliage and the feeling of brush touching her skin made her feel even more at home than Cetus did. It was a surprise to her, but both were wonderful to her. It seemed to only make sense to settle here and call it home, oblivious to what Hasira had filled Jasmine's head with about the place.

After some time wandering and some good ol' snacking on the go, Gadanai came to a wall. Vines, moss, and various plant life grew up and into the rocks, finding every tiny crevice and crack available. She looked both directions, then began heading to the right, noting something that resembled what she was searching for. To avail, it was just that; a shallow cave that would serve as an adequate living space fore both her and the giraffe, even as they grew into a fully matured adults.

In relation to the rest of the room, this cave was well hidden by tall trees and thick brush, ferns and bushes growing up like a protective and edible fence. Gadanai walked around the cave, finding the dead in hidden in shadows, then wandered back to the front. Her trunk reached up high and a loud roar erupted, echoing off the large and distant walls of Eridanus. She ended it with a loud blow of air, then gave a deep rumble that not even Jasmine would be capable of hearing.

"So," she began, looking up at Jasmine. "Do you have any other friends?"

With shelter and food accomplished, now was time to learn about possible competition, threats, and enemies. Any of Jasmine's friends would likely end up under one of those three categories, unless they were as gullible as her. In which case, they would become likely targets to her sadistic addiction.

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"Hm."

Gadanai seemed to ponder on something, then sighed dramatically. She tisked, shaking her head a little and wandering back into the cave before laying down, one side pressed up against a wall with legs tucked in a comfortable enough position. Her trunk signaled the tired giraffe to join her in laying down. Lay down next to me, you little wench.

"Tell me more about the friend you... well, the friend you only think you still have."

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Gadanai watched her movements, pleased by the extra warmth provided by the furred body that was now beside her. Her trunk dragged through the dirt of the ground, occasionally flopping to watch the dust disperse from under it. As cruel as Gadanai was, she was still a juvenile and would act as such in the simplest ways at the oddest times.

As Jasmine told of her friend Troy, processed thoughts for the future, filing it all into her spectacular memory. She tried to imagine little Jasmine emerging from her own chrysalis. For a reason beyond her, she also imagined Troy to be a giraffe. Her ears fanned once more, then flattened firmly against her head as Jazzy finished speaking of her friend.

"Too busy for you as well, ay?" she said. Her eyes watched Jasmine's face. "Don't worry, Jasmine. I won't leave you like he did."

Delicate fingers found their way to her face again, caressing and coercing her head closer to Gadanai's. Before she could stop herself, she breathed, "My treasure." She froze. She knew what it would mean to most, but to her, it meant that Jasmine was literally a treasure, capable of being stolen like gold from a pirate. Her irrational conscious was concerned she had outed her intentions to Jasmine. Way to blow it, twit.

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In that moment, her body relaxed and the realization that she'd been holding her breath came with it. Her treasure hadn't realized it at all, which made Gadanai feel a little silly. Of course Jasmine didn't catch on; most weren't walking around with the aim of owning someone else. Hasira and his spawn children were outliers, obviously.

Once more she began caressing Jasmine, but more on her leg and chest now, as she began to feel drowsy herself. She hadn't truly slept since she hatched. Now seemed like as good a time as ever, seeing as she had a beauty curled up beside her, foolishly trusting a sadist. She would not fall asleep first, however. She had too much to pay attention to and to observe.

"You look tired, Jasmine... rest your weary eyes." She pet her giraffe more, stroking the interestingly patterned pelt.

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