Taking The Fields By Storm (Open)

Koel paused as a familiar voice call out to him; he’d been aware he was being followed for a while, but had allowed it as the tail had been obvious and Edrei was a known quantity. It was weird, actually between them—what with what’ they’d gotten up to before they’d been transported here—and the eagle didn’t know exactly where they stood. However, if she was snarking at him, he knew it couldn’t be that bad. He also knew that he could snark back with impunity; they weren’t in Northaven anymore and the rules had gone out the window. Not that there had ever been rules with Edy: the woman had always been wild and free in a way that surprised him. However shocking her behavior might’ve been to her peers, Koel actually found it fun. It was a lot closer to his roots than the stuffy manners he put on for most people. "You caught me. Wanna join? I could use some help with population growth." He winked at her, but there wasn’t actually any heat behind it; as enjoyable as it would be to trade barbs with her—and maybe something more—the truth of the matter was that would be downright reckless. As she came up closer to him, he chuckled at her quip about stories. That had been part of their banter for the beginning and he was grateful for the reminder of something familiar in the face of the strange mystery world they’d found themselves in. Koel wasn’t quite ready to call it a land of opportunity. But it was certainly new to all of them, and he’d make the most of it, even if he was cautious about it. "More like I’m the hero of another story, since we’re apparently in a mystery now. I could use a plucky sidekick though, if you’re up for it." He grinned, and nodded at the fields ahead to indicate that her company would be more than welcome; he preferred having backup even if she’d probably slow him down. koel  ambray Taking the path of most resistance