Rainforest Cliffs
"THE NIGHT IS DARK AND FULL OF TERRORS."
The fae listens quietly as the child speaks, her ears flicking and twitching with each and every word. Her attention is only diverted for a moment, by a strange, silvery creature. She’d never seen a creature such as this in the Rift before. She inclines her head slightly as it scrambles up the girl’s back and then disappears, unceremoniously in a puff of smoke. As soon as it is gone, her gaze flicks back to the winged child.
When the girl mentions the eyes in the trees, Sidhra’s brow furrows. Truth be told, they had never bothered the fae. Did this girl not come from a place where others lurked in the trees, watching the goings-on of daily life? What a strange place she must have hailed from. It made the little mare even more curious as to what lurked on the other side of the portal, yet she was in no hurry to ask questions of the girl. Sidhra was never in much of a hurry. Perhaps that was a function of immortality, the pace of life seemed to slow considerably when there simply wasn’t any reason to rush.
Sidhra was unprepared for the arrival of the girl’s brother. The sound of the wail cuts the air, and the sensitive fae flattens her large ears against her neck and skull, taking one step back to avoid the intrusive noise. She regains her composure quickly, looking between the two children with a keen sense of interest but a healthy dose of wariness too. She’d assumed the children of Godkillers would possess magic, but now her assumptions were all but confirmed. Perhaps these newcomers really were far more dangerous than they appeared.
Another child arrived, an obvious companion of the siblings. Sidhra’s silver gaze flicks between the trio. Her great ears tip back, not as a threat but simply in a relaxed motion.
"I am Sidhra." She speaks, but her lips never part. Instead, the voice rings inside all three of their minds simultaneously. The voice is soft, quiet, as you’d imagine the fae’s voice to be. Sidhra doesn’t consider much the pseudo-intrusive nature of telepathy, for such communication is normal to the fae and her kind.
"And yes, this is my home," There was a brief pause as curiosity bubbled up in the little mare, "Is it very different from where you come from?"
S I D H R A & A N U Y A
OOC: Sidhra is mute and speaks telepathically so feel free to react however. ;D
