Lena
Calypso wasn’t a name Lena recognized; but that didn’t mean much. There’d been years where anyone in Stormbreak, besides members of the Order, ventured outward at all. And though she was making up for time lost, that meant she was also meeting for all sorts of other individuals. Nice to meet you! she chirped in response, head tilting back and forth in that avian way; catching a number of sounds nearby – echoes of the water funneling along the tunnels, bats screeching further down the pathways and tunnels – before her attention went back to the jaguar.
Her eyes widened briefly, amusement and whims buzzing through the bond at the perplexity of the search. Oh. Do you think they’d leave it behind? An innocent inquiry, but worldly enough to know that it was very unlikely. I can help look she offered, by way of curiosity alone – having no actual intentions of taking anything from these lairs.
Her eyes widened briefly, amusement and whims buzzing through the bond at the perplexity of the search. Oh. Do you think they’d leave it behind? An innocent inquiry, but worldly enough to know that it was very unlikely. I can help look she offered, by way of curiosity alone – having no actual intentions of taking anything from these lairs.
we are more weather pattern than stone monument
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
