zephyr
Under the brim of your hat your eyebrow raises, clearly amused by the woman's exasperation with her companion- an emotion you definitely share. Returning to your whittling, you begin to change the shape of your work. "Can't say I see a lotta dragons 'round. She's a beaut." It's a real compliment, and it makes Ki bristle further, the chameleon creeping toward the dragonling slowly, peering at the exposed teeth while flashing black across her sides in an attempt to match.
"Name's Zeph," you offer convivially, figuring it's probably that point in the interaction. Her question about whatever's on the horizon has you peering forward again; your eyes narrow and then widen, a low laugh exhaled from your lips. "Ah- looks like a flock'a cloud wyrms. Closest thing t'your Loki we get around here. Harmless little fellas, but thieves, the lot of 'em."
Turning back to the woman, you tilt you head. "Take it y'aint from 'round these parts, then?"
"Name's Zeph," you offer convivially, figuring it's probably that point in the interaction. Her question about whatever's on the horizon has you peering forward again; your eyes narrow and then widen, a low laugh exhaled from your lips. "Ah- looks like a flock'a cloud wyrms. Closest thing t'your Loki we get around here. Harmless little fellas, but thieves, the lot of 'em."
Turning back to the woman, you tilt you head. "Take it y'aint from 'round these parts, then?"
give your heart to a wanderer
who found your soul and called it home
who found your soul and called it home
