His presence went undetected, as did his agitated gawk, for the druid had been lost to the rarity of peace. Moonbeam optics remained shuttered behind the veil of pale, rosy lids and a soft sigh wisped from her lips as she seemed to sink - as if merging with the warmed waters.
Presently, her eyes would flutter open and latch upon the intrusion with a widening tic. A thrill of surprise jolted through her prone form and the halfling straightened with a newborn gasp.
Like a woman caught bathing, she half sheltered behind the stone rim of the pool - pale gaze averted and darting ocassionally to the sun-kissed pelt of the male.
"Merry meet, ser," the wyvern wisped at last, head tipping ever so slightly despite her nerves.
"Sorry, I vas nae expect-ing com-pany," the girl explained, vaguely sheepish, as she attempted a welcoming smile. To put him at ease, or herself, Awenfen couldn't be sure.
Don't mind at all! Thanks for joining. :)
"You see, I got a bullet for a tooth and
I'm gonna use it to shoot you."
I'm gonna use it to shoot you."
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This is the murmur of the land. - by Necahual - May 19, 2020, 07:03 PM
RE: This is the murmur of the land. - by Viinturuth - June 09, 2020, 02:15 PM
RE: This is the murmur of the land. - by Necahual - June 11, 2020, 09:26 AM