Maeve
Aidon wasn't far behind her, watching the entrance from a perch in the trees, sending a warning to his bonded as the Abandoned approaches. The queen turns just as Sah speaks, smiling at the awe in his voice before she turns forward, vocalizing again. A chorus of harmonies fills the air in various pitches and tones. "Treeflits. They're known to mimic songs as well as take shiny things off of your person." Maeve reaches into her bag, pulling out one of the many stones her son has given her from the Rainbow Road, setting it before her.
"Let's see if we can entice one out." The Nightshade creeps backwards, giving the critter some space to appear should it desire, moving to wait beside Sah. "They aren't typically shy from what I've read."
"Let's see if we can entice one out." The Nightshade creeps backwards, giving the critter some space to appear should it desire, moving to wait beside Sah. "They aren't typically shy from what I've read."
But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
