SO RICH, SO PRETTY
Perhaps he was a bit puffed up from his recent trips to the meadow. That wasn't his fault though, no, it most certainly was not.
He makes his way to the fields, just to look he tells himself, because he can not stand to be the cause of his own disappointment. He considers for a moment that he has had rather good results lately. He had found a very interesting snow princess, though he had yet to convince her to return home with him. As well as a delusional plaything for his siblings to enjoy. Now, maybe he could find something that was both interesting and a plaything.
He is a flourish of orchid against the spring sky, coasting on a thermal stream of wind. His hazel eyes search the claiming lands with a dull sense of interest. Truly, he didn’t expect to find much, and not at all what he was looking for. Well, even Kirin can be surprised, spotting a dark female accented by bright burst of color on a set of..wings. Oh yes, this, this would do nicely. A tilt of his wingspan, his body, and he is curving towards the ground.
She’s alone, standing there looking..bored maybe? Deep in thought? An oak tree sets in the backdrop just at the edge of the grasses, and he makes to land not far from her. His dismount is flawless, the grasses seem to move out of the way for him, causing very little kick up from the contact. Velvet lips part to reveal a line of straight white teeth, his plumes tucking along his sides. Kirin had perfected his landing ages ago it seems, he coveted not only his color but his wings as well.
“Hey there, great wings.” A plastered smile, and all the feigned interest and charm he can muster. His voice is husk and honey, the perfect remedy for all that ails.
hope this is okay