Aisha found herself preoccupied with the sky above, slowing her pace to carefully trek while paying it some attention. The clouds were tattered, white ribbons shred on a blue cloth. She'd seen this type of sky back home, and even then it'd been interesting. The wind was a meticulous sculptor, and while her ivory medium was seldom symmetrical, it was always used bountifully upon it's canvas.
Movement at her peripheral, blurring and quick, caught her hazel eyes. The girl looked down sharply just in time for a strange beast to pounce upon her boot. She didn't have time to analyze it's intent, or see that it was in fact rather cute. She reacted upon instinct, and unfortunately for the gryphon flight was not for her.
Without a word, but a surprised scowl, she kicked out at the thing, the leaf it'd sought to catch fluttering away as she did. A voice distracted her from her startled attack, and she whipped her head in the man's direction, golden mane following shortly after and bouncing by her cheeks. Eyes wide and brows narrowed, interpreting his smile and his words in a wary silence. Us, he'd said, and she glanced back to the creature she'd kicked.
Upon finally taking in what she saw, her eyes widened once again, a soft gasp pulled in past her lips. "What is that?" she asked, possibly rudely disregarding his apology, but not intentionally. She was simply wonder struck, they definitely did not have gryphons where she was from.
Movement at her peripheral, blurring and quick, caught her hazel eyes. The girl looked down sharply just in time for a strange beast to pounce upon her boot. She didn't have time to analyze it's intent, or see that it was in fact rather cute. She reacted upon instinct, and unfortunately for the gryphon flight was not for her.
Without a word, but a surprised scowl, she kicked out at the thing, the leaf it'd sought to catch fluttering away as she did. A voice distracted her from her startled attack, and she whipped her head in the man's direction, golden mane following shortly after and bouncing by her cheeks. Eyes wide and brows narrowed, interpreting his smile and his words in a wary silence. Us, he'd said, and she glanced back to the creature she'd kicked.
Upon finally taking in what she saw, her eyes widened once again, a soft gasp pulled in past her lips. "What is that?" she asked, possibly rudely disregarding his apology, but not intentionally. She was simply wonder struck, they definitely did not have gryphons where she was from.
AISHA
