(She snorts, and tucks her wings in a little more comfortably at her sides as she relaxes. She's kind of got over the shock of running into somebody who isn't taking care to be frightened of her; always nice to lean into a little appreciation, for once. She doesn't get to talk to humans often. Usually she drops down out of the sky to warn them off and they leave immediately. Screaming. So Lup is something else alright.
She likes the way Lup says her name. Like she's savouring every syllable.)
Yes; I was born here.
(The forest is home; she knows it like the back of her hand.) Is this your first visit?
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She likes the way Lup says her name. Like she's savouring every syllable.)
Yes; I was born here.
(The forest is home; she knows it like the back of her hand.) Is this your first visit?