The leopardess was a fluffy golden sunbeam prowling through the silver snow, and Jigano watched her approach with amusement twinkling in his blue eyes. Three seasons out of the year his white-pelaged shifts stood out against the greens or reds and golds of the foliage. Only in Deepfrost was he truly a ghost across the snow, while his friends stood out in turn.
Isuma chirruped a cautious greeting from his back, standing and stretching as she met Aisha's feline gaze with less wariness and more warmth than last time. Time did indeed heal some wounds, and the gryphlet was never one to hold a grudge as long as her more stubborn companion did. What, no compliments for me? the bard asked, attempting to pout and managing soulful horsey-eyes at Aisha. Lady Aisha, you wound me! He couldn't quite deliver the lines with the passion and melodrama they deserved in his equine form, but he tossed his head and pranced with eagerness as he set out across the snow, forging through the drifts and breaking the trail they would use to drag their prey back home again.
Assuming they caught anything today, but between the three of them he had high hopes.
How have you been, my lovely lady leopard friend? he asked, teasing lightly as he practiced sending the tongue-twister through the gem tucked in his lip.
Isuma chirruped a cautious greeting from his back, standing and stretching as she met Aisha's feline gaze with less wariness and more warmth than last time. Time did indeed heal some wounds, and the gryphlet was never one to hold a grudge as long as her more stubborn companion did. What, no compliments for me? the bard asked, attempting to pout and managing soulful horsey-eyes at Aisha. Lady Aisha, you wound me! He couldn't quite deliver the lines with the passion and melodrama they deserved in his equine form, but he tossed his head and pranced with eagerness as he set out across the snow, forging through the drifts and breaking the trail they would use to drag their prey back home again.
Assuming they caught anything today, but between the three of them he had high hopes.
How have you been, my lovely lady leopard friend? he asked, teasing lightly as he practiced sending the tongue-twister through the gem tucked in his lip.
