Chimera Fields We found to our surprise that he was not fearsome

His eyes wandered her over but it was not malevolent, if anything he was merely observing the strange appearance she had been granted. A tail, which might have been bottlebrush were it not weighed down with matted locks and leaves, swayed crookedly at her heels where it brushes the ground softly. 

"Tula," she offered in a single, soft exhalation. Her tumbles into the sea had left her brain addled but the ghostly gaze that wandered to Dirge was sharp with intelligence. 

Kai turned, ever so gently poking the bird in her chestnut belly. With a small flap of her flinty wings, the bird hopped onto the wolfdog's mottled muzzle. Canting her head towards Dirge, she let the fisher hop onto him if they both allowed it - settling back to watch the two together.