Delah's first instinct is to say no. This is a creature of the woods, of their skies. A 'natural' though Amalia may be, she is not of this world, not really. Her presence here is an interruption, and an unwelcome one.
Still...
The sight of the starwell calms something inside of the chieftess, and before she can change her mind, she nods curtly to Amalia. Assuming the girl will fly up, Delah readies her magic to ensnare the girl's wings should she not make good on her promise.
Still...
The sight of the starwell calms something inside of the chieftess, and before she can change her mind, she nods curtly to Amalia. Assuming the girl will fly up, Delah readies her magic to ensnare the girl's wings should she not make good on her promise.
