To the divine, mischievous spark in you
Already having opened her sketchbook and begun to draw the misty form, Persephone barely glances up at Sah's words of warning. "Mm? Oh, yes, it shouldn't mind us from here. As long as we leave its barrow alone." Fleet fingers dance across the page as she speaks; the image of a wyvern beginning to take form, etched in charcoal by precise hands.
"I've been studying them for a while," the girl continues on, her sharp eyes glancing from creature to page as she manifests her sketch. "I have a theory that their anger is tied to the state of their bonded's barrows. I've been maintaining this one, and the daemon does seem to be more docile than others - though perhaps it's simply used to me?"
Finally turning her attention fully to Sah, she raises her brows in question. "Actually, perhaps you can help? I've been able to get within around thirty feet before it shows signs of aggression - a great improvement. But I don't have a control. If you were to approach it, we could test the theory of whether docility is related to familiarity or maintenance!"
"I've been studying them for a while," the girl continues on, her sharp eyes glancing from creature to page as she manifests her sketch. "I have a theory that their anger is tied to the state of their bonded's barrows. I've been maintaining this one, and the daemon does seem to be more docile than others - though perhaps it's simply used to me?"
Finally turning her attention fully to Sah, she raises her brows in question. "Actually, perhaps you can help? I've been able to get within around thirty feet before it shows signs of aggression - a great improvement. But I don't have a control. If you were to approach it, we could test the theory of whether docility is related to familiarity or maintenance!"
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