Sohalia
Sohalia liked it here in the Greatwood, settled amongst ancient trees with root systems so wide they could cradle her like a baby. Perhaps it was the owl part of her that longed for the muted darkness of the forest: it felt, somehow, like home, and she found herself settling comfortably into the base of the tree. It would be silly to take a nap her, where the woods could so easily turn on her, but Sohalia was young and naive, oblivious to the dangers of the world around her. She'd almost decided to close her eyes when -"Oh!" she squealed as she sat up straight in alarm, watching a strange man nearly trip over her feet. He righted himself in an oddly graceful way as she yanked her legs closer to herself and bolted to her feet, her blue skirts swirling around her ankles. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to be in the way," she said, her apology colliding with the man's, and she laughed gently to dispel any lingering tension in the air.
"I'm fine, thank you for asking; I was just resting before I returned to the Village," she explained with a bright smile. "It was fun, flying through the trees, but it wore me out. It's nice in here, isn't it? What a beautiful old forest! I'm Sohalia, by the way," she added belatedly, remembering her manners. "Pleased to meet you!"
it's just a spark, but it's enough to keep me going
