[PQ] Chase the Morning

Amalia, too, has an entourage of sorts. The barn owl is flanked by a snowy one she has somehow befriended, the creature curious and relatively accustomed to spending time with Attuned. So too is she followed by stars: the three infant starmotes dancing in her wake, bright and cheerful and full of joy, or so she would like to believe. She has developed a fondness for them, has distinguished them all with names. She is not sure they understand, but that isn't really the point. She spots Kiada first, the harpy unmistakable, a beautiful beacon of death and rebirth. Calling down to the other girl, Amalia begins to dive, her snow owl friend not far behind. She lands lightly upon the branch, hopping over to preen the larger avian affectionately, the stars now circling them both. Are you ready? Then she glances up, picking Jigano out more on feeling than appearance, though her stomach knots a little at the sight of his disguise. Nodding to there raven, Amalia sends out a pulse of reassurance a d enthusiasm. It is time to go see the rest of the world. a m a l i a You were young and you'd stare With a reverence unimpaired Searching in your dark eyes to find the stars already there