Amalia
don't make a shadow of yourself, always shutting out the light
Smiling and flushing, Amalia begins to serve out the food and tea she's brought, setting a plate for the god to partake of. "The matriarchs of my family certainly were," the girl agrees with warm nostalgia.
The lack of aid in the area of the Spark Bird is disappointing, causing her brows to knit into a frown. "I... I suppose that's true. I only wondered- where is the Spark Bird from? I've been to the Climb, which seems likely, but then how would it get there? Can animals take the portals?" She knows she's pushing her luck, but her attempt to speak to the bird itself hadn't yielded any answers.
As for the unicorns, Amalia blushes, glancing back at her cup of tea. "I often turn to Safrin, and she has done so much to help me," the girl agrees with a shy, adoring smile. "But in this area... unicorns seemed more in your domain. And I'd, I'd heard rumors that the storms themselves were the work of Rae, so it seemed apt to ask their herald for aid." Looking back up at the being, the Shield shrugs, her cheeks still flushed.
The lack of aid in the area of the Spark Bird is disappointing, causing her brows to knit into a frown. "I... I suppose that's true. I only wondered- where is the Spark Bird from? I've been to the Climb, which seems likely, but then how would it get there? Can animals take the portals?" She knows she's pushing her luck, but her attempt to speak to the bird itself hadn't yielded any answers.
As for the unicorns, Amalia blushes, glancing back at her cup of tea. "I often turn to Safrin, and she has done so much to help me," the girl agrees with a shy, adoring smile. "But in this area... unicorns seemed more in your domain. And I'd, I'd heard rumors that the storms themselves were the work of Rae, so it seemed apt to ask their herald for aid." Looking back up at the being, the Shield shrugs, her cheeks still flushed.
