Who am I, that the morning star would light the way for my wandering heart?
Between treats and praise, Lena had gained a firm friend. Breaking off his circling, the Blue came drifting down and hovered in the air beside the woman, wind whipping away from the firm beat of his wings. He reached out a long, greedy neck to snap up the goodie, then made a wide circle around her. Just in case she might want to admire his shimmering, navy blue scales from up close. Not quite small anymore, he was already outsizing most cats, and threatened to grow vast indeed if wings and paws were any indication.
Smiling at the vanity of her friend, Seren too kept the majority of her focus on Lena. "Oh, I see. Not to worry, I am not afraid of falling. I know some tricks." Shielding her eyes against the sun, she gazed towards the clouds when the woman pointed. "Those are cloud wyrms? I've never seen any up close! Do you think they will come here?"
Who had time for introductions, when there were more interesting topics to discuss? Finer details like names and manners went right past Seren - but she did take the hand when it was offered. "Seren Taliesin. Nice to meet you! Do you work there? In the Celestine?" Intrigued, Seren flopped back against the railing of the bridge, without a care for the way it cringed and swayed under her careless movements. As always, questions were tumbling from her faster than most could answer, and the warm smile could fool anyone into thinking they were a longtime friend, rather than a new acquaintance.
Smiling at the vanity of her friend, Seren too kept the majority of her focus on Lena. "Oh, I see. Not to worry, I am not afraid of falling. I know some tricks." Shielding her eyes against the sun, she gazed towards the clouds when the woman pointed. "Those are cloud wyrms? I've never seen any up close! Do you think they will come here?"
Who had time for introductions, when there were more interesting topics to discuss? Finer details like names and manners went right past Seren - but she did take the hand when it was offered. "Seren Taliesin. Nice to meet you! Do you work there? In the Celestine?" Intrigued, Seren flopped back against the railing of the bridge, without a care for the way it cringed and swayed under her careless movements. As always, questions were tumbling from her faster than most could answer, and the warm smile could fool anyone into thinking they were a longtime friend, rather than a new acquaintance.
Seren
