Stavanger Bay visiting from the heavens

The wisp-like maiden who sought out knowledge felt hesitant, as she stepped by the claimed sands. Her heart beated wildly, as she took a deep breath, debating whether to call, or to wait. She knew there were others here, their scent strong and wild, that originally Miriam had avoided the place, not wanting to mess with claimed territory. She dare not stir up trouble, as for all she wanted, as to explore, and search. To learn, and to love, and to cry, and to ride. She wished for a journey, but not one of bloodshed and trouble.

However, she couldn't help but think of this place. She saw the wonderous view while passing by, a squint with her ghost eye, but she reluctantly went around, and continued on. Though the thought of this place, stuck with the maiden, and so she came back. Though fearful, as her ears were held back, and tail meekly cowered around herself. An odd look, as her body showed fright, Miriam looked forward cooly, seemingly unafraid despite everything else quivering. Only that much, looked fearless.

She continued standing by the beaches, just inches away from entering the territory. She wondered, whether to call or not.. Was this a smart idea? But she so thirsted to see what was inside.. Would they allow such a request though? She did not want to leave with a crimson trail.. Such a debate swelled in her head, she stood in thought.

@Ford

 

It was either incredibly fortunate or entirely ill-fated that the titan had sought to patrol the borders that day. He had filled himself with the fresh water of the creek further in and had done well to mark where it was needed most. When he had found himself on the beach near the black stones, he had all but emptied himself on the path that had been cut before. Still, he continued his trek in case there was a chance of strangers at his door. Surprisingly enough, it seemed as though he was right in this assumption. Maybe the sea had whispered to him to tell him of her arrival. Perhaps it had been his own instinct telling him to draw nearer to her so that he might intercept the possibility of a trespasser.
 
With the swaggering approach of a wild jungle cat, Ford closed much of the space between them and drew his crown upward. His hollow gaze searched her features first, then roamed to the shape of her body and the color of her coat. She was odd – out of place from what he’d seen before. Still, she seemed as though she hung there with trepidation. “What brings you to the edge of my claim?” the warhound inquired with a slight canting of his skull and a thoughtful furrowing of his brow.

A titan roamed these beaches, one that surely was made to guard the doors of paradise, but trapped by the barrier of this land. She was at a loss of word, for a moment, as the small, lilac ghost was intimidated by the other. She was able to keep up a facade of calmness upon her face, while looking at his colored gaze, but her body had shrunk down in meekness, almost daring to shiver by her fear.

Miriam held her ground, speaking softly, almost in a whisper. White eyes keeping on the behemoth, they desired to look away and run, but she held a sin of greed toward her thirst of wonder. She managed to get out noble words, that could only be hoped to travel toward his ear, "My name is Miriam, Miriam Iris Willows," as per courtesy she introduced herself, "I apologize for the intrusion," she inhaled sharply, "I wish to," her voice shrunk even more if it was possible, "survey the land you claim upon." She felt selfish from the words she spoken.

The peculiar creature shrunk some upon his approach. He did not move to increase his size or make her feel as though she was being intimidated from the premises, but the cold expression on his face did not change as he roamed her figure with a hollow mismatched stare. In spite of how she might have felt about him at first sight, she garnered her strength and offered a name that reminded him of his mother in many ways. There was a softness to her that did not appear to pose a threat to his land, or the wolves who resided within it.

It was her request that struck him as being an oddity. The girl didn't seek to join the rift, but she wanted to delve into the bay and survey the land that they had claimed for themselves. Ford's brow furrowed and he frowned at her, unsure if he liked the sound of that. It was a risk to allow strangers to cross the threshold and enter his home. He could have been putting everyone else in great danger if the petite woman in front of him had plans beyond scoping out the bay.

“Why?” was his simple response.

Words were caught in her throat, for the answer why did not seem to come. An it harm none, do as thou wilt, for she thought, such a small request would be fine in the moment. However that was a dream, that she wished would turn back, for if the titan didn't come, the maiden would turn back in regret, for a land she could never see. Miriam felt she was a bother, and she was, the moment of greed came over, and the words her Lady spoken, repeated in her head.

An it harm none, do what thou wilt.
An it harm none, do as thou wilt
Than it harm none, do as thou wilt
Do as you will, as long as harm none

She was young, barely reaching a yearling, and mistakes were to be made. Though a calmness broken by the shiver her body gave, as she meekly gave, "I apologize," to the beast of the bay. Young and weak, but continued forward with a braveness that was held onto a thin link, that her Lady guided, "It was unruly of me to request this." Miriam retracted her question with a shame, for it was not her place to ask. The maiden should turn back, her mind had said, but her heart says continue on. She held an edge in her lithe form, the turning to go back, and to the rivers of before. Though stood, awaiting, for there was no excuse for rudeness to leave midst converse.

The unfamiliar woman did not answer him, but instead she offered an apology that hung in the air with the taste of regret on the tail of it. She claimed that it had been a foolhardy question, and that it was unruly of her to ask for such things. The titan of the water frowned deeply at these statements. He did not disagree with her, per say... but that didn't mean that he hadn't been left unfulfilled by the woman at his borders. She had arrived and asked, but did nothing more than that. Ford thought it was silly of her to back down so quickly if she desired something out of the norm. What was the reason not to stand behind her request? Surely, he could not have intimidated her that much.

“That may be... but you did not answer my question,” the warhound responded to her, feeling her desire to turn and depart from the meeting. To him, it seemed that she must not have desired to scope out his land very much if she would abandon her quest so soon. After all, Ford had not denied her anything. The looming beast of wrath simply wished to understand why she was there in the first place. He knew better than to cave at the first sight of a lovely face. Women were just as dangerous as men.