The Heartwood konaiseiko

can wolves speak to birds? :'D

Prima was one to go wandering about, and had found herself in a somewhat new region of the area that was called the Teekon Wilds. A slight layer of rain coated the trees, beads of water coated over the light layer of week-old snow and frozen, dead leaves. Moments ago she'd found herself a pure snowbank and had proceeded to make some sort of a snow angel on the pile. Well, nobody owned it, anyway. She doubted anyone would care. Even if they did, she herself wouldn't think much.

The blue-eyed girl trotted forwards, a light dusting of snow plastered over her silvery pelt, the cheeky smile bright on her features. She was again, looking for something else to do, something to eat, maybe, but chances were probably slim.

Winter sunlight streamed through the branches, casting its soft, ethereal glow onto Prima's fur. She marvelled in the relatively warm sensation then, her eyes wandering to what was before her. It wasn't long before she spotted a bush not far from her, speckled with seemingly frozen red berries, a plump little magpie with its beak speared through a berry. Careful not to startle her, Prima cautiously stepped forward, her footfalls now quiet, before she grinned, her light eyes sparkling.

She stopped directly in front of the magpie then, wondering if she would scare her and if she would flee. It had been a while since she'd had an encounter with a wolf, let alone a bird, so this would probably be something new.

"Do those berries taste good?" She asked, her tone light with laughter, not caring if the magpie would understand what she said.