A burst of light and color draws Lyra's attention to a flame-kissed woman whose companion seems to be quite keen on setting the memory mud on fire. She wouldn't mind it, really, if not for the danger to the surrounding forest. Although, truthfully, things might well be just damp enough not to catch fire at the slightest provocation. Still, she's considering the merits of reminding the stranger that she's surrounded by wood and that wood burns when the woman waves at her. Lyra cocks her head to one side, confused -
And promptly yelps when the woman turns into a frog.
"What the -" Lyra starts, staring at the woman-turned-amphibian, accompanied by a dragon and a vampire gourd. Altogether, they make quite the odd trio, and the woman can't help but break into a burst of giggles at the absurdity of the situation. Stepping closer, she places her hands on her hips and looks down at the frog. "Sorry, but - are you alright?"
And promptly yelps when the woman turns into a frog.
"What the -" Lyra starts, staring at the woman-turned-amphibian, accompanied by a dragon and a vampire gourd. Altogether, they make quite the odd trio, and the woman can't help but break into a burst of giggles at the absurdity of the situation. Stepping closer, she places her hands on her hips and looks down at the frog. "Sorry, but - are you alright?"
Lyra
spent my whole life trying to put it into words
