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05-30-2016, 10:33 PM
His coat twitches, shivers from ears to tail. He steps back from the water slowly. It is obvious he is not leaving, simply re-positioning. His gaze stays on her, wary but curious. His tail flirts, the short strands caressing his hip. He is mildly relieved when she claims ignorance. Of course, she could be lying, but he chooses to take her at her word. Besides, it's not as though he is too worried about such monsters. He is strong and swift and has no one to protect but himself. Anymore.
To her question, he shakes his head vigorously. His ears flap from the motion, as though they are not quite under his muscular control. Yet when his head steadies they perk up again, one fixed on her and the other briefly rotating out, towards the forest around them, casually listening.
"I don't think so. It is too wet here, and too low. And the place I knew them to roost is half a world away from here." His gaze left her and instead his head lifted, long neck extended and muzzle pointed towards the sky, as if he searched for shadows. "Be wary if you meet one. They are eaters of flesh."
He spoke quietly, but his tone had become light, almost cheerful. "It is good your wings can carry you to the open. This place is strange. How do so any things live in such close quarters to each other?" His muzzle came down, instead looking at the nearest tree, as if he thought it might answer. Even the Threshold which had guided him into Helovia had not had trees as dense as these. He thought, perhaps, he had seen forests like this from a distance before but always Seanan strove to avoid them. It is not natural for a creature like him to exist in a place like this. He is too long limbs for the tightness of the trees, too thin-skinned for the cool shadows of the canopy.
@Lyanna
To her question, he shakes his head vigorously. His ears flap from the motion, as though they are not quite under his muscular control. Yet when his head steadies they perk up again, one fixed on her and the other briefly rotating out, towards the forest around them, casually listening.
"I don't think so. It is too wet here, and too low. And the place I knew them to roost is half a world away from here." His gaze left her and instead his head lifted, long neck extended and muzzle pointed towards the sky, as if he searched for shadows. "Be wary if you meet one. They are eaters of flesh."
He spoke quietly, but his tone had become light, almost cheerful. "It is good your wings can carry you to the open. This place is strange. How do so any things live in such close quarters to each other?" His muzzle came down, instead looking at the nearest tree, as if he thought it might answer. Even the Threshold which had guided him into Helovia had not had trees as dense as these. He thought, perhaps, he had seen forests like this from a distance before but always Seanan strove to avoid them. It is not natural for a creature like him to exist in a place like this. He is too long limbs for the tightness of the trees, too thin-skinned for the cool shadows of the canopy.
@Lyanna
All interactions are go, short of death and permanent crippling.
