02-25-2018, 03:05 PM
A strange wind had blown through Sylva on the wings of autumn. Lurking wolves threatened her people's steps, strangers wandered across her borders. And now, a strange fellow sought her out. His voice echoed through the trees, insinuating itself from the middle of her land. Whoever it was, she needed to know sooner rather than later. With urgent beats she lifted into the air, skimming gilded treetops with her nimble hooves. She cast out in a spiral, drawing circles in the air as she drew nearer to the dense heart of the Sylvan woods. A shadow denser than the rest caught her eye as it paced beneath the canopy. Moments later she was plummeting through the catching branches, intercepting the black creature who had called her to him. He was small, almost as small as herself. It was a nice change, to not be craning her neck to look him in the eye.
Her shimmering plumage folded itself smartly against her sides, emphasizing the neatness of her. Her face was a carefully flat mask, not expressing the mixture of curiosity and wariness she felt. It emitted only a general warmth, the dissembling placidness she had mastered as a child. Let this stranger decide how that could change. "You called?" She said at last, an graceful eyebrow raised at the audacity that had been displayed so far.
@[Modicum Mortem]
Her shimmering plumage folded itself smartly against her sides, emphasizing the neatness of her. Her face was a carefully flat mask, not expressing the mixture of curiosity and wariness she felt. It emitted only a general warmth, the dissembling placidness she had mastered as a child. Let this stranger decide how that could change. "You called?" She said at last, an graceful eyebrow raised at the audacity that had been displayed so far.
@[Modicum Mortem]