Grimm
The answer that finally came was only partially acceptable. Although believable, he didn't enjoy people just wandering aimlessly through the Celestine, disrupting the delicate ecosystems of the creatures. The colorful collection of smaller birds was finally starting to settle, but Marcus's sudden presence had caused a wave of panic through them and he didn't like that. He couldn't keep people from visiting and learning from what the Celestine had to offer, but he hoped they'd have the decency to respect the animals.
Finally dipping down from his circling, Grimm warned the birds gently of his approach and took a perch on a nearby cliff. Foine, be mo' ca'ful nex' toime, he warned. His talons clicked against the rock, eyes scanning the habitat as he answered the question distractedly. Mhm. The sound was confirming, but he didn't say anything more, settling his wings comfortably at his side - watching, waiting with a predatory instinct.
Finally dipping down from his circling, Grimm warned the birds gently of his approach and took a perch on a nearby cliff. Foine, be mo' ca'ful nex' toime, he warned. His talons clicked against the rock, eyes scanning the habitat as he answered the question distractedly. Mhm. The sound was confirming, but he didn't say anything more, settling his wings comfortably at his side - watching, waiting with a predatory instinct.
We need to be like the eagle
and have a fearless spirit of a conqueror!
