That it was the winter solstice was news, and Juniper squinted up at the sky as if the phases of the moon should've told her that. In reality, she didn't know much about the winter or summer solstices. She wondered if the time of year really helped with ritual magic. It had to, unless this was a purely spiritual thing for Cam. It was important to some witches, right?
Juniper didn't know about that, and she didn't put much stock in all of that anyway. Even less so these days, now that Max's ma had given her a little icon of the Theotokos and instructed her to display it in her room.
Still, Cam barely had to ask before Juniper was slipping her backpack off completely. Her curiousity overrode any caution, Juniper living up to the old adage about cats and curiousity. “Actually, nah,” she said, slow but clearly game. “I think I'd like to see it and well- Maybe I can help, in case you need back up.”
Rituals could go wrong in all sorts of ways, but Juniper was familiar with the worst of it.
Juniper didn't know about that, and she didn't put much stock in all of that anyway. Even less so these days, now that Max's ma had given her a little icon of the Theotokos and instructed her to display it in her room.
Still, Cam barely had to ask before Juniper was slipping her backpack off completely. Her curiousity overrode any caution, Juniper living up to the old adage about cats and curiousity. “Actually, nah,” she said, slow but clearly game. “I think I'd like to see it and well- Maybe I can help, in case you need back up.”
Rituals could go wrong in all sorts of ways, but Juniper was familiar with the worst of it.