Thalassa
The sudden divebomb of the white gore crow was a shock, and she had to pull up on her wings to hover, disgruntled by the sudden change of attention. After a moment, she spotted the red petals, disbelieving that it might actually be the flower everyone had been searching for. She never expected to be one of the people present when it was found. So, as she followed Maea down to the ground, her own motions were more suspicious and reluctant, glancing around for possible traps or signs that the flower wasn't real while she shifted.
Eyes narrowing at the undeniable evidence of the red rose before them (and no signs of foul play), Thal placed her hands into her pockets and shrugged her shoulders. "Don't ask me. I never expected to actually see one." She didn't even get close to it, shuffling her feet as she waited to see what Maea would do. A greedy part of her wanted to take it and sell it, sure that it was near-priceless, but her friend had been so desperate... she cast the thought aside with a low grumble. "I guess this means you'll be heading back to Torchline? You got your ticket."
Eyes narrowing at the undeniable evidence of the red rose before them (and no signs of foul play), Thal placed her hands into her pockets and shrugged her shoulders. "Don't ask me. I never expected to actually see one." She didn't even get close to it, shuffling her feet as she waited to see what Maea would do. A greedy part of her wanted to take it and sell it, sure that it was near-priceless, but her friend had been so desperate... she cast the thought aside with a low grumble. "I guess this means you'll be heading back to Torchline? You got your ticket."
Never been the type to
Let someone see right through
Let someone see right through
