I'll jump from the cliff and I'll build my wings on the way down
If he were in his human form, a smile might make its way across his countenance but, that was harder to express as a rugged bird of prey built for the hunt and all the glory that survival-of-the-fittest offered. These animals did not smile, so there was no other way to express his amusement other than to tease, "You're no fun."
She called him brave and he inclined his head to one side, a shrug of sorts. He didn't feel brave, not in the moment. He'd felt brave at the start, even to the point where he felt confident, arrogant. Now, though, he only felt the shiver of cold water trickle down his feathers to the skin along his hollowed bones. With a quick shake, he let a few droplets splatter off of his wings. "I regret my decision," he croaked, ducking his beak.
"Ah... I'm sorry we got off on the wrong.. foot. Or talon, I guess," he let out a breathy huff, a figment of laughter in his tone, "My name's Henry. I'm from the Hollowed Grounds. You?"
She called him brave and he inclined his head to one side, a shrug of sorts. He didn't feel brave, not in the moment. He'd felt brave at the start, even to the point where he felt confident, arrogant. Now, though, he only felt the shiver of cold water trickle down his feathers to the skin along his hollowed bones. With a quick shake, he let a few droplets splatter off of his wings. "I regret my decision," he croaked, ducking his beak.
"Ah... I'm sorry we got off on the wrong.. foot. Or talon, I guess," he let out a breathy huff, a figment of laughter in his tone, "My name's Henry. I'm from the Hollowed Grounds. You?"
HENRY
