With a much faster way home secured, Zefira became very invested in protecting Seren. The demigoddess would find herself with a new best friend, in fact, whenever the Ancient's teeth stopped chattering long enough for conversation.
For better or worse (probably for better, for Seren's peace of mind) the quick discovery of their quarry had Zef's golden eyes narrowing in sharp-eyed (and toothed) interest as the younger woman made her cheerful suggestion. Those eyes widened in delight as the starwolf plummeted from the sky to take physical form upon the snow, and she gave a low whistle of appreciation. "Now that's a handy party trick," she purred, flexing her fingers within the protection of her thick gloves.
She crouched at the ready, and when the spider came skittering out in angry pursuit of the wolf she grinned in appreciation of how well the lure had worked. "Get your cage ready!" she called to the starchild. "I'll draw it towards you!" She would have preferred to chase the violet arachnid, but its twisted little mind seemed to hold only violence and no fear. So instead she darted forward to draw its attention, waving and whooping at it, before turning to run towards where Seren had hopefully set the cage down, open and waiting for its new occupant.
For better or worse (probably for better, for Seren's peace of mind) the quick discovery of their quarry had Zef's golden eyes narrowing in sharp-eyed (and toothed) interest as the younger woman made her cheerful suggestion. Those eyes widened in delight as the starwolf plummeted from the sky to take physical form upon the snow, and she gave a low whistle of appreciation. "Now that's a handy party trick," she purred, flexing her fingers within the protection of her thick gloves.
She crouched at the ready, and when the spider came skittering out in angry pursuit of the wolf she grinned in appreciation of how well the lure had worked. "Get your cage ready!" she called to the starchild. "I'll draw it towards you!" She would have preferred to chase the violet arachnid, but its twisted little mind seemed to hold only violence and no fear. So instead she darted forward to draw its attention, waving and whooping at it, before turning to run towards where Seren had hopefully set the cage down, open and waiting for its new occupant.
