It wasn't until Papillion stopped to stare at him that he realized his thoughts had slipped out unbidden into the Attuned link - and that she had heard them. He froze, his chortle whistling off in surprise as raven and woman stared at each other across the distance of the small cliff between them, and he wasn't sure who was more shocked.
Ah. It was probably him, then, he decided when she spoke up again with his assumed name on her lips and a question that would have sent him off into another fit of laughter if it hadn't been so pertinent. Because if Papillion was Attuned, that meant she very well could learn to fly... maybe. If the shape her soul had found upon passing through the portal was a winged one.
I don't know if you'll be able to fly, miss Papillion, but I think you've got the potential for it, he called back honestly, bemused as he hopped from one foot to the other thoughtfully. Starting from the edge of a cliff is a bad place to learn you can't fly, though, so perhaps the first question is figuring out how you'll get up to me from the bottom of one. Try to feel your limbs flowing into a new shape to help you up the rocks. Think about what you need and then see if your body can adjust to help you with it. The transformations were often accompanied by need the first time, though not always. He peered avidly down, watching and wondering just what sort of beastie the young woman who was so fond of grappling fisticuffs might be beneath that human skin.
Ah. It was probably him, then, he decided when she spoke up again with his assumed name on her lips and a question that would have sent him off into another fit of laughter if it hadn't been so pertinent. Because if Papillion was Attuned, that meant she very well could learn to fly... maybe. If the shape her soul had found upon passing through the portal was a winged one.
I don't know if you'll be able to fly, miss Papillion, but I think you've got the potential for it, he called back honestly, bemused as he hopped from one foot to the other thoughtfully. Starting from the edge of a cliff is a bad place to learn you can't fly, though, so perhaps the first question is figuring out how you'll get up to me from the bottom of one. Try to feel your limbs flowing into a new shape to help you up the rocks. Think about what you need and then see if your body can adjust to help you with it. The transformations were often accompanied by need the first time, though not always. He peered avidly down, watching and wondering just what sort of beastie the young woman who was so fond of grappling fisticuffs might be beneath that human skin.
