Sohalia Lumaris
Lena warned Soh about the mischievous nature of the cloud wyrms, bringing a smile to the young woman's face. She didn't mind a bit of mischief and fun, really, and how much trouble could the cloud wyrms bring? From her knowledge, they were small, serpentine creatures no bigger than a weasel. They could breath clouds, which she found fascinating, and they slithered through the air without wings, which she found astonishing. "How many do you have?" she asked curiously. "What's wrong with them?"
She followed Lena into the enclosure, watching the creatures overhead with awe. They were puffy and white, and they watched her almost as curiously as she watched them. When Lena asked if she wanted to help, Soh obliged without complaint; she didn't want to be a burden, after all, and Lena was taking the time to show her around. She wanted to help as much as she could. She took a few buckets of pellets and grain and began to space them out around the enclosure.
She followed Lena into the enclosure, watching the creatures overhead with awe. They were puffy and white, and they watched her almost as curiously as she watched them. When Lena asked if she wanted to help, Soh obliged without complaint; she didn't want to be a burden, after all, and Lena was taking the time to show her around. She wanted to help as much as she could. She took a few buckets of pellets and grain and began to space them out around the enclosure.