[private] there's a stranger in my eyes again

[Derelict]

Derelict moves through the darkest part of the forest - believing that there is little here that could pose a true threat to her. She hears animals that rarely see the sun skitter away from the light cast by her fire horns and wonders whether any of them would have been a tasty snack. She did not need to eat at the moment, but she always could eat - if presented with the option. Eventually the oppressive darkness gets a little boring, and no monsters or anything exciting leaps out of the shadows to fight her, so she begins to make her way out of the heart of the forest. Back to where the trees are spaced far enough apart that some of the late afternoon sunlight can filter down to the ground and dapple the thick blanket of needles and leaves there. The animals here are not so wary of the light she carries, though they still give her a wide berth. Which could not possibly be because of that knife tail that she occasionally rattles against the trees, sending some late-autumn leaves cascading down. Or the sharp teeth that flash while she alternates singing and humming a tune to go along with the beat set out by the thumping of her tail against trunks. Her companion curls along the folded bones of her wings and their matching dark eyes watch the shadows of the forest expectantly as Derelict keeps a slow, meandering pace. They've wandered away from her family today but they are still hoping for company. And each rustle of leaves in the forest draws their attention though Derelict takes some care not to snap her head towards each hint of movement. She does not want to look like she is hunting today and is taking great care to look as un-intimidating as is possible.

@Fret