Papillion had at first been bewildered when the door that she believed would lead into the alleyways behind the tavern she'd taken to frequenting. In, then out - she'd done it several times, trying to make sense of how she had managed to not lose merely a few hours or days but an entire world by simply stepping out back.
Oh well. With a shrug, her troubles seemed forgotten and she'd gone on about her merry way again - not toward the hints of civilization where she saw smoke and the brisk winds brought the clamor of crowds to ear sometimes, but rather toward the bright promise of life in the distance that she could just make out in way of treetops reddening in the early days of Leafchange. Though the Hallowed Grounds reminded her of home in their harshness, she had never pined for her parents or felt homesick and did not wish to linger.
Wading through wasting fields and the ruinous scar of the barrier, she spied *life*, winged and tiny compared to her own towering height, but life all the same. Distracted from the trees which she could more clearly make out now, her trajectory veered toward the humanoid forms, paying the strange people a jangling wave of greeting as she squinted at the sign posted beside the seated fae, stooping slightly to get a better view.
It was decided in an instant, a warm smile stretching across her face as she peered at her acquired company. "I ain't got a pen, but I know a little something about 'mettle' if you don't mind a bit of friendly competition." She snorted at her own pun. "Papillion - P-A-P-I, double l, I-O-N."
Oh well. With a shrug, her troubles seemed forgotten and she'd gone on about her merry way again - not toward the hints of civilization where she saw smoke and the brisk winds brought the clamor of crowds to ear sometimes, but rather toward the bright promise of life in the distance that she could just make out in way of treetops reddening in the early days of Leafchange. Though the Hallowed Grounds reminded her of home in their harshness, she had never pined for her parents or felt homesick and did not wish to linger.
Wading through wasting fields and the ruinous scar of the barrier, she spied *life*, winged and tiny compared to her own towering height, but life all the same. Distracted from the trees which she could more clearly make out now, her trajectory veered toward the humanoid forms, paying the strange people a jangling wave of greeting as she squinted at the sign posted beside the seated fae, stooping slightly to get a better view.
It was decided in an instant, a warm smile stretching across her face as she peered at her acquired company. "I ain't got a pen, but I know a little something about 'mettle' if you don't mind a bit of friendly competition." She snorted at her own pun. "Papillion - P-A-P-I, double l, I-O-N."
