Isuma peeped excitedly at the invitation, hopping lightly into Auni's crown, stretched and balancing across the spread of glowing antlers like small tree branches, perfect for perching in! She dipped her head to nuzzle the luxere's forehead happily, a little purr rumbling from her fluffy chest as her tail lashed in excitement and wrapped around the farthest tine.
Jigano had hoped the Harpy would fall for his (admittedly, not very convincing) ruse, but his speed helped to make up for his lack of verbal feinting. The tail feathers are his, rather to his surprise, but then Kiada tucked and dived, giving him the height advantage he had desired - at the price of losing his target! He squawked a brief protest before turning and chasing her, relying on his greater agility to dodge or avoid her own inevitable attack, but he hadn't counted on his lack of practice in fighting on the wing.
He wasn't ready for her to reverse herself in the air, and he croaked an apology as he landed on her chest - then squawked again in outrage as he felt his feathers tugged. His less-than-elegant scramble to disentangle himself left more than one grey feather behind in the Harpy's sizeable claws, and he turned his dive into a dodging descent through the tree branches before coasting over the heads of the companions throwing a taunting cry up at Kiada to entice her back to the chase.
Jigano had hoped the Harpy would fall for his (admittedly, not very convincing) ruse, but his speed helped to make up for his lack of verbal feinting. The tail feathers are his, rather to his surprise, but then Kiada tucked and dived, giving him the height advantage he had desired - at the price of losing his target! He squawked a brief protest before turning and chasing her, relying on his greater agility to dodge or avoid her own inevitable attack, but he hadn't counted on his lack of practice in fighting on the wing.
He wasn't ready for her to reverse herself in the air, and he croaked an apology as he landed on her chest - then squawked again in outrage as he felt his feathers tugged. His less-than-elegant scramble to disentangle himself left more than one grey feather behind in the Harpy's sizeable claws, and he turned his dive into a dodging descent through the tree branches before coasting over the heads of the companions throwing a taunting cry up at Kiada to entice her back to the chase.
