He should have still been at the Atheneum, hard at work on his research. The night was young, and he didn't need to play at the Rathskeller tonight, but there was a weariness to him recently, and perhaps if he returned to his den early he would run into the luxere whose company he had come to enjoy in these cold winter nights.
So rather than dash over the snow like a ghost of early moonlight, four paws barely impacting the crust before he is once more airborne, the bard walked on two feet, pale hair picking up the last of the sunset in fading oranges and purples. His voice was raised in song, a lullaby in a language unknown to Caido. It was a gentle melody, one of peace and rest and home--
And it came to an abrupt halt as Seiji came into view. The bard paused, surprised to find another in the woods so close to the dangerous night. The young man looked cold, ill prepared for the depths of Deepfrost, and there was something odd about his silence. He was so still...
"Hello," Jigano offered quietly, and more than a little cautiously. Not all the dangers in the woods walked on four feet, after all. "Are you lost?"
So rather than dash over the snow like a ghost of early moonlight, four paws barely impacting the crust before he is once more airborne, the bard walked on two feet, pale hair picking up the last of the sunset in fading oranges and purples. His voice was raised in song, a lullaby in a language unknown to Caido. It was a gentle melody, one of peace and rest and home--
And it came to an abrupt halt as Seiji came into view. The bard paused, surprised to find another in the woods so close to the dangerous night. The young man looked cold, ill prepared for the depths of Deepfrost, and there was something odd about his silence. He was so still...
"Hello," Jigano offered quietly, and more than a little cautiously. Not all the dangers in the woods walked on four feet, after all. "Are you lost?"
