Sohalia
As it so often happened, the thought of danger was far from Soh's mind as she pushed through the brush, being careful with her steps and how she pushed the bushes aside lest she accidentally let them go to whack her new friend in the face. The call of the creature, whatever it was, was growing louder, and Soh felt more urgently than ever that she needed to find it. She was certain that it meant her no harm - though how she knew that, she wasn't quite sure.
Soh paused to crouch down, checking underneath bushes and beneath leaves for any sign of movement - and there! A shadow shifted behind a fern, and Soh froze, her gaze on the little bundle of darkness. It mewled at her, a strange sound somewhere between a cat's meow and a bird's trill, and she stared back at it. "I found it!" she whispered back towards the crow. "I'm going to try and get it to come out."
Focusing on the creature in the shadows, Soh reached out a hand, palm up, and spoke to it in a soft, soothing voice. "Hi there, little one. You can come out now. It's alright." As her hand reached closer, the creature watching it, she felt a tingling in her fingertips. She ignored it to reach closer, and closer, until -
Soh shrieked and yanked her hand back, tripping over her own feet to land hard on her rump. Attached to her hand was an odd half-bird half-cat creature that had latched onto her with its claws, seemingly determined not to let go of her arm. It had scared her more than it had hurt her - it was no bigger than a kitten, and its claws weren't terribly sharp - and she stared at it, silver eyes meeting gold. Whatever she'd been expecting, a griffin was not it.
And she could tell that it hadn't been expecting her, either, though she didn't know how she knew that. She only knew that she was suddenly intimately aware of feelings that didn't seem to be her own, of a consciousness separate from her that suddenly intruded into her mind, rendering her momentarily incoherent. The griffin, still anchored into her arm, stared back at her, and she could feel his surprise and relief and suspicion all at once, a roller coaster of emotions that so similarly matched her own.
Well, well, well, she thought. I have a companion.
Soh paused to crouch down, checking underneath bushes and beneath leaves for any sign of movement - and there! A shadow shifted behind a fern, and Soh froze, her gaze on the little bundle of darkness. It mewled at her, a strange sound somewhere between a cat's meow and a bird's trill, and she stared back at it. "I found it!" she whispered back towards the crow. "I'm going to try and get it to come out."
Focusing on the creature in the shadows, Soh reached out a hand, palm up, and spoke to it in a soft, soothing voice. "Hi there, little one. You can come out now. It's alright." As her hand reached closer, the creature watching it, she felt a tingling in her fingertips. She ignored it to reach closer, and closer, until -
Soh shrieked and yanked her hand back, tripping over her own feet to land hard on her rump. Attached to her hand was an odd half-bird half-cat creature that had latched onto her with its claws, seemingly determined not to let go of her arm. It had scared her more than it had hurt her - it was no bigger than a kitten, and its claws weren't terribly sharp - and she stared at it, silver eyes meeting gold. Whatever she'd been expecting, a griffin was not it.
And she could tell that it hadn't been expecting her, either, though she didn't know how she knew that. She only knew that she was suddenly intimately aware of feelings that didn't seem to be her own, of a consciousness separate from her that suddenly intruded into her mind, rendering her momentarily incoherent. The griffin, still anchored into her arm, stared back at her, and she could feel his surprise and relief and suspicion all at once, a roller coaster of emotions that so similarly matched her own.
Well, well, well, she thought. I have a companion.
