"If you're not careful, you might end up with one in your hair, and I can tell you that it isn't pleasant."

Trahearne is probably one of the odder-looking guests at this party, not only for being plant-like, but also for wearing a suit he grew himself accompanied by a somewhat eerie mask. He already has one of the small catbats hanging off of one arm, batting at a stray piece of leaf that it had managed to claw up from Trahearne's outfit. He doesn't seem to mind it one bit.

"I already have one at home, and she quickly discovered the joy of gliding off of every tall surface she can reach. Right after playing with whatever else might be up there, of course."