no one really knows what the ocean hides
but you and I, bird, we’re gonna find out
Silent, like mother (like a hunter). Her eyes are narrowed in intense observation of the outsider. While he takes pause at their border, he proceeds beyond tradition and dives further into the embrace of Loess. Reia so badly wants to crouch and roll her shoulders preparedly like mother, but she is limited. Her wings slowly shift at her sides and her head dips down.
She is above him, standing on a rocky outcropping blanketed with moss. While she had been inclined to meet him at the border, Reia’s hesitation forced her to bide time. The Sylvan lurks and observes the landscape interestedly.
Still, she says and does nothing.
Not until he crests a hill and begins looking around.
A slow turn of her head keeps him well within her sight. Her shadow merges with the towering rocks which is all he sees while traversing her home. In the time he scrutinizes Loess, Reia is drinking in the scent and sight of him, noting the lines of his developing muscles and the curious brightness of his eyes. Even something as meager as his walking pace piques her interest until he stops with the sunlight soaking his skin.
With a quick opening of her wings, she glides down to meet him, but not in a traditional and polite manner.
The moment her hooves alight, she lurches forward a stride or two and shoves her chest into his left hindquarter, having approached from behind as mother always taught her. In quick succession, she nips at him with her jagged teeth. ”You there, intruder!” She shouts after retracting from her nip, her slender legs reeling her back a step or two to allow her vibrant, silver eyes to fall across his face. ”It’s rude for you to barge in like this,” she slips toward his forehand despite how he reacts, but then she glances to the left, then right, then back to level on his expression. ”It’s a good thing I found you before anyone else. They would’ve eaten you,” although no longer a spindly-legged foal, she is still young, still feral. ”I’m a little nicer than that. I’ll give you a chance to explain yourself before taking another bite.” And despite the mild threat, she offers a jagged, predatory smile.
and I'll be next to you when the lights go out
@[Juice]