Jigano wandered the Greatwood a lot less often these days, respecting the Fae desire to be left alone and keeping well clear of Sidhe Village with the Wildwood's usual assistance in keeping outsiders far from its environs. He still looked for some of his friends from time to time - Tarasha, Eliza, Hazel - and today was such a day, white fox paws barely stirring the loam as he trotted through the trees with no particular destination in mind but a hope of seeing a familiar friendly face. Isuma flitted through the trees above, a flash of white and blue amid the riot of Leafchange colors.
Of course, being the Wildwood, the trees led him not to friends already known, but a stranger hard at work upon a stone 'table.' Ever-curious, the fox paused to watch the Fae woman, taking a few cautious steps towards her as he tried to sneak a peek at what she was working on.
Of course, being the Wildwood, the trees led him not to friends already known, but a stranger hard at work upon a stone 'table.' Ever-curious, the fox paused to watch the Fae woman, taking a few cautious steps towards her as he tried to sneak a peek at what she was working on.
