It seemed Mildew wasn't going to get an answer to her question, but the winged stranger did finally stop panicking and thank her. With a nod, the Swamp Witch gave her a hand to help her up, looking with interest at the two pangolins.
[say]"Admirable that you wanted to save these babes, but perhaps you misjudged your own abilities."[/say] She reached down to pick up one of the creatures, turning it this way and that with a detached interest, like a tired school matron; once she had confirmed they were fine she set the pangolin back down. [say]"The wings, though. Those were interesting. Attuned, perhaps?"[/say]
Mildew hadn't ever seen an Attuned bring forth wings that big, but maybe things had changed in her years away. Regardless, now that the mood was calming down, she lifted up one foot and balancing expertly on the other, began to pick gourd guts out of her toes.
[say]"Admirable that you wanted to save these babes, but perhaps you misjudged your own abilities."[/say] She reached down to pick up one of the creatures, turning it this way and that with a detached interest, like a tired school matron; once she had confirmed they were fine she set the pangolin back down. [say]"The wings, though. Those were interesting. Attuned, perhaps?"[/say]
Mildew hadn't ever seen an Attuned bring forth wings that big, but maybe things had changed in her years away. Regardless, now that the mood was calming down, she lifted up one foot and balancing expertly on the other, began to pick gourd guts out of her toes.
