Homeless, Hopeless, and Worst of All, Beerless.

It was such a beautiful day to enjoy the glowing surroundings. She did not venture to these lands often, as she preferred to stay in the sky or on the Floating Key where she felt most at home, but today she was on a little adventure to see if she could find an Asulli to admire. After spending half the day just soaring, she had not seen anything and had rather decided to skip along the ground to let her wings take a rest. Not that they needed it, but everything looked different from the ground then what it did from the sky.

She went on in a playful trot, jumping over illuminated stones and plants, while oooh-ing and ahhh-ing at the pretty colors. Sometimes she stopped and did a little dance, just out of the blue because she was so extraordinary happy, even though she had not seen the Asulli or even an Eriucla. She loved to run after the little creatures, laughing until her stomach hurt and her chest was out of air. Maybe she should try to find one, if that little flying ball of colors would appear.

Stopping in her dance, she called out for her friend while looking around to see if anything besides the red glowing stuff moved. "Oden? Come here you! I know you are here!" she laughed. "Don't hide from me, you little fluffball! I have... huh?" Did she hear someone yell? About.. booze? Well, that could not be Oden, as the bird had not learn to speak that good yet, so she kicked up her pace and trotted towards the origin of the sound. Soon she saw a creature that looked remarkably like an equine and that alone lifted her spirit.

"Well, hello there stranger!" She giggled like a schoolgirl in love. "What are you yellling about?"

OOC Notes:

Nüwa is a native riftian so I'd like her to have some sort of light magic, but feel free to change or mutate it!

{Magic | Is able to attract any light that is present and reflect it outwards in a certain direction using her body and wings like a mirror.}
{Mutation | Her coat looks metallic, just like polished silver and gold.}

{Companion | A male Eastern Rosella called Oden, age 1.}