oh, i fall apart.

[Popinjay]

She was not quite what you would call refined.

It's probably best that Loblolly has gone missing because she definitely would not approve of Poppy's version of flying lessons for Gnash, with the youth curled in the dubious safety of her claws. The boy cries higher and she obliges, lifting from where they soar just over the very tips of the redwood  trees and into the stars shining above the Taigan fog. A subtle readjustment of wings and feathers sends them upward in an abrupt arc, at the peak of which she tucks her wings tight and the pair fall, dropping from the sky like stones.

She does not know what he is looking at, the receding stars, the dark trees rushing up beneath them, but her own sharp eyes are scanning a break in the canopy where shadows swing and lurk through the trees. There are many shadows in Taiga, some more alive than others, so what it is about these that catches her attention, she can't say. An instinct for trouble, maybe.

"Time to go, Gnash. See ya!"

Her claw opens and she doesn't wait to watch the colt fall.

In a blink, she's horse-shaped and small, trotting through the forest until she finds the angry gathering. The smell of dragon fire brightens her mood more than it does for the others. Owin and a chestnut gelding are nearby, it is golden Lethy that challenges the familiar creature rushing at her with outstretched claws. The little bay waltzes into the fray with laughter bubbling from her throat like water in a brook and around her the air turns sharp with a scent like chlorine. She turns her head to the scaled stallion with those massive curling horns, and she grins.

"Did you miss me already?"

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Poppy is here to inform Ghaul that Lethy is not a sheep, but there's plenty of deer if he would like to go hunting with her.
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