The way she says my name, (or at least, the name I gave her), with the endearing word before it, gives me a second of pause. Though I am well guarded, my smirk slips for that second, soon to be replaced by a raised 'brow and curious smile. My weight shifts as the magenta-winged creature nears me, always prepared for a physical altercation that I was. The space closes between us, until it feels almost intimate - which I supposed happened when one fought too, as the closer you were, the more accurate your attacks could be.
Were we playing a game of strategy, where accuracy was key? Did she need to get closer to me so that she could lay her best offensive weapons against me, with hopes of crawling in beneath my own defenses?
Was she even aware of the game I played?
My tail sweeps the grasses behind me, my wings folding tightly against me, so that even as the breeze blows between is, my feathers do not ruffle, do not touch her. We weren't friends, I knew nothing of her and she of me - and I was more than happy to keep it that way. I sighed, and rolled a shoulder into a shrug, indicating my further indifference to her existence. It was probably rude of me, but the desire to explore was still within me, and I suddenly found the surrounding island far more interesting than her. "Suppose you won't mind me grabbing a quick snack to eat and exploring then.." I say, lowering my crown down as I cocked a hindleg, lips nipping at the grass between my fores, tasting but hardly swallowing.
@[Arvakl]
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