Alina might've known these woods well (as well as anyone could, given their mysterious nature), and she might've been a Fae and a huntress, but Jigano was just a little bit too sneaky except in the mountains. So she didn't notice the slight rustling, engrossed as she was in her work. Nor did she spot the griffin high above.
Instead, the Fae just kept making her lantern. Maybe some would have called it primitive, and it was clear she was no artist. However, as the charcoal began to take shape it became clear there was a lot of care being given to its creation: there were two myrtle trees intertwined, their roots and branches stretching across the page. Hidden in the drawing were some weapons and some animals, though one had to look closely.
Instead, the Fae just kept making her lantern. Maybe some would have called it primitive, and it was clear she was no artist. However, as the charcoal began to take shape it became clear there was a lot of care being given to its creation: there were two myrtle trees intertwined, their roots and branches stretching across the page. Hidden in the drawing were some weapons and some animals, though one had to look closely.
