Eliza
Eliza decided to take the day off of her normal activities. She left her bow and arrows at home and chose to instead just spend some quiet time alone in the Greatwood. After all, it wasn’t like she would be bothered by any of those pesky newcomers, right? Apparently, wrong.
She was stretching her wings, glad to be away from the Hollowed Grounds for a little while, and she came across someone vaguely recognizable. She knew that she had seen him with a baby in the festival thrown for Rae, but she didn’t recall his name. Did she even hear it? It wasn’t important.
He had kind eyes, tired but kind, and part of her felt some sort of sympathy for the man. Maybe not sympathy per se, but something like it. At the very least, he had a young one to return to, so she didn’t want him to be stuck in the Greatwood or be unable to find his way back home.
The girl flitted through the trees, touching ground every so often and kicking off into the air again. She landed on the ground for good then a little bit ahead of the curly-haired man, her wings relaxing to lay against her back. “It isn’t smart to come here all by yourself,” she chided with a small, mischievous grin. “Weren’t you at the festival for Rae?”
