(It's definitely a rush of wings, but whether or not this is fortunate for Lup remains to be seen.
Lucretia had sensed the unrest in the forest, so closely tied to the particular silence of it that the unnatural noise had at once registered to her. Better, perhaps, that she had been the one to go and look. She's a force to be reckoned with for sure, but nowhere near the nastiest thing that lives amongst the trees.
Has Lup ever seen a harpy before? Because she's about to meet one.
Lucretia lands right in front of her, and tries not to look as irritated as she feels. Humans sometimes stumble in here by mistake, and while she's not especially fond of them she'd still much rather deter them instead of watching them get lulled into a horrible death. Hard to enjoy your forest when somebody is, like, getting torn to pieces and screaming their head off or whatever.)
What are you doing here? (She's a lot taller than this human. She probably looks pretty intimidating too, with her large wings instead of arms, talons instead of fingers, long and wickedly curved. She does at least bear the naked torso of a human woman, but her skin descends into dark feathers at her hips that trail right down to her birds legs and feet. While she's mostly dark brown and mottled black in colour, her hair is a shock of white.)
SWOOPS
Lucretia had sensed the unrest in the forest, so closely tied to the particular silence of it that the unnatural noise had at once registered to her. Better, perhaps, that she had been the one to go and look. She's a force to be reckoned with for sure, but nowhere near the nastiest thing that lives amongst the trees.
Has Lup ever seen a harpy before? Because she's about to meet one.
Lucretia lands right in front of her, and tries not to look as irritated as she feels. Humans sometimes stumble in here by mistake, and while she's not especially fond of them she'd still much rather deter them instead of watching them get lulled into a horrible death. Hard to enjoy your forest when somebody is, like, getting torn to pieces and screaming their head off or whatever.)
What are you doing here? (She's a lot taller than this human. She probably looks pretty intimidating too, with her large wings instead of arms, talons instead of fingers, long and wickedly curved. She does at least bear the naked torso of a human woman, but her skin descends into dark feathers at her hips that trail right down to her birds legs and feet. While she's mostly dark brown and mottled black in colour, her hair is a shock of white.)
You need to leave.