04-23-2023, 07:03 PM
Abrus is not alone - but he had not expected to be. This forest, like the one of the land he had just left, teems with life and it sings in his blood. From the larger creatures that brush aside the leaves as they move to the smaller, microscopic ones that live in the soil and help turn matter into energy.
He is entertained by the idea that he might need outside assistance to help him, and a smirk grows across his expression. His eyes glow white as he borrows the sight of his raven, perched in a nearby tree. He hadn’t heard the sound of the river before, not this deep within the woods, and with all the firs and pines he can’t even get a good glimpse of her through the eyes of the forest.
She is creature of water, though - that is obvious. Could she even come over here, if he did need help? Or perhaps she is amphibious and simply has not decided yet whether to walk on land.
He doesn’t answer her question, instead asking something else with amusement - the glow of his eyes fading again and returning Abrus to the world of darkness he knows well. “Are you a healer then? Do you know much about the herbs of these woods?”
His legs sting a little from the fall but, once he has energy again, this slight pain will be forgotten. The exhaustion bothers him more but there’s nothing to heal that beyond rest - reminding him that, despite his power, he is still at least partially mortal.
He is entertained by the idea that he might need outside assistance to help him, and a smirk grows across his expression. His eyes glow white as he borrows the sight of his raven, perched in a nearby tree. He hadn’t heard the sound of the river before, not this deep within the woods, and with all the firs and pines he can’t even get a good glimpse of her through the eyes of the forest.
She is creature of water, though - that is obvious. Could she even come over here, if he did need help? Or perhaps she is amphibious and simply has not decided yet whether to walk on land.
He doesn’t answer her question, instead asking something else with amusement - the glow of his eyes fading again and returning Abrus to the world of darkness he knows well. “Are you a healer then? Do you know much about the herbs of these woods?”
His legs sting a little from the fall but, once he has energy again, this slight pain will be forgotten. The exhaustion bothers him more but there’s nothing to heal that beyond rest - reminding him that, despite his power, he is still at least partially mortal.
@Selija