Sohalia
Soh was in the middle of searching the bushes nearby when a new thrashing interrupted her concentration. Looking around, she spotted a flash of darkness in the trees, and she frowned as she tried to get a better look, ducking beneath a few low hanging branches and hopping through some (possibly carnivorous) plants until she stood under a broad tree that was positively dripping with sentient vines. The panicked noises from above told her that the vines had most certainly captured something. Though others might leave it alone and let nature take its course, that was not Soh's way. She had to do something, and fast.
Fortunately, whatever was all caught up in the vines wasn't too far up, and it took only a few moments for Soh to pull herself up into the tree, using low-hanging branches to climb, relieved that she had been training and was no longer as weak and useless as she'd once been.
Whatever she'd expected to find tangled in the vines, a gore crow was most certainly not it. Larger than a normal crow and meaner to boot, Soh had read enough about the creatures to know they were not to be trifled with. But when she looked into its red, panic-stricken eyes, she couldn't help herself. She had to get it free.
With a gulp, she reached for the vines, talking softly and calmly to the gore crow (entirely unaware that it was, in fact, an Ancient in shifted form). "Now, I'm going to try to help you, but you can't eat me, alright?" As she worked on shifting the vines, she continued, "What are you even doing here, anyway?" She pulled a few more vines free. "You're supposed to be in the Feverlands, or the Climb, not here." It took a few moments more, but Soh soon had the bird freed. "There," she said nervously, rapidly beginning her descent. "Now you're free. Good day."
Fortunately, whatever was all caught up in the vines wasn't too far up, and it took only a few moments for Soh to pull herself up into the tree, using low-hanging branches to climb, relieved that she had been training and was no longer as weak and useless as she'd once been.
Whatever she'd expected to find tangled in the vines, a gore crow was most certainly not it. Larger than a normal crow and meaner to boot, Soh had read enough about the creatures to know they were not to be trifled with. But when she looked into its red, panic-stricken eyes, she couldn't help herself. She had to get it free.
With a gulp, she reached for the vines, talking softly and calmly to the gore crow (entirely unaware that it was, in fact, an Ancient in shifted form). "Now, I'm going to try to help you, but you can't eat me, alright?" As she worked on shifting the vines, she continued, "What are you even doing here, anyway?" She pulled a few more vines free. "You're supposed to be in the Feverlands, or the Climb, not here." It took a few moments more, but Soh soon had the bird freed. "There," she said nervously, rapidly beginning her descent. "Now you're free. Good day."
