Firefly Ravine the moon overlapped with the sun

She felt the grasp on her shoulder loosen as Loinnir lifted off into the night sky, landing shortly after in the way between her and the stranger. The bird cocked his little head at the young man, eyeing him up and down. It wasn't the first time Loinnir had been protective of something he considered his own, but it was the first time he had come to protect her.

Worriedly, the fae floated towards her companion, inching closer to the handsome stranger and protectively standing over Loinnir in case the other thought he was a snack. Her expression was apologetic, though her tail wafted behind her small frame in a friendly greeting of sorts. My apologies. She chirped lightly as Loinnir hopped and fluttered back onto her woodsmoke cape, never letting the male out of his sight. He's not very keen on strangers — but I am.