Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
The voice in return only caused the slightest of jumps – bird talons springing her out of the dirt for half a moment before mild laughter configured through her Attuned proportions. Hello Hadama. I’m sorry I didn’t see you there. Concentration had been far too bent and focused on seeds, rather than her environment – a note to her own measures and lessons from Salt recently. She’d have to do better next time.
Stepping back and placing her feathers back where they belonged, she only unfurled her rosy wings for a moment, before surveying where she’d dropped the seed. Oh, one of the little herbs. I didn’t want anything that would make too much of an impact on the natural ecosystem. But it might be nice for animals and travelers passing through.
Then, to her utter delight (if birds could smile hers would be wide), the mermanta utilized the water to his advantage, permitting a light stream to segment upon the soil. Thank you!
Stepping back and placing her feathers back where they belonged, she only unfurled her rosy wings for a moment, before surveying where she’d dropped the seed. Oh, one of the little herbs. I didn’t want anything that would make too much of an impact on the natural ecosystem. But it might be nice for animals and travelers passing through.
Then, to her utter delight (if birds could smile hers would be wide), the mermanta utilized the water to his advantage, permitting a light stream to segment upon the soil. Thank you!
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
