Blackbeak Bluff wind chaser

and jorunn finds herself entranced by something new all together.

a dark figure, striking against the pale grey skies. moons for eyes. and she cannot make out the details from here but something mars the woman's face. an injury that jorunn cannot read the story to.

she wondered if this was one of the ones who wished to take the sound, but surely she would be closer to sapphique if that was the case, no?

when she is certain that she is close enough to be heard over the crashing waves below, she spoke in a simple way.

you are a stranger,

and strange she is. jorunn unable to look away.