Phoenix Maplewood for the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand

his eyes strayed up at the sound of noise in the branches, darting to and fro to find its source. finally, his gaze rested on a copper form amidst the leaves, staring back at him--without blinking, which was unsettling--with cerulean eyes. adi cocked his head, one corner of his mouth lifting in an intrigued grin. before he could do anything further, footsteps from behind distracted him.

what's this? he wasn't sure if loir had noticed him, being so caught up in the ring of mushrooms. "i don't know," he responded anyway, turning to face her, though keeping one ear turned toward the feline that lurked above. "i've never seen it here before. but there's magic in it. . .right?" aditya wondered if she heard it, felt it. the far-off music--the shimmer in the air.

he pointed his nose toward the other creature, glancing at loir. "looks like we have a visitor," he remarked. a cat, he thought they were called. a miniature cougar, for all intents and purposes. most were afraid of wolves, but some, he'd heard, had hearts much bigger than their brains. they would take on a moose with little regard for their welfare. brave little things.