( It was a great forest once and since the time of the Radiant Hero, it had grown even greater. There was still a feeling to the wood. There was magic in the air and something even greater deep within. Like it's name, something else had been lost to them. Let it be known that despite the unknown, no one was ever endangered in the forest but none had ever stayed for very long. What was that feeling in the air? As if they had stepped into some sort of sacred place. Henry might even recognize something else in the air: Life, an old magic, and... was he being watched?
There don't appear to be any people in the woods. The only sound to be heard is the sound of the forest. The wind blows through the leaves, water runs from a spring, animals scurry about the forest floor, and birds take flight in the tree tops. But Henry is being watched.
It isn't unusual to see people out here. Children dare each other all of the time and every few years, a mage of the scholarly type comes to solve the mystery of the wood. What is unusual is to find a person so far out in the wood and on their own. Leanne had followed curiously in laguz form to see if the mage might get lost (it was, after all, winter). He certainly doesn't look lost but once Henry goes deep enough, she changes form so that she can speak. There is an old air to her but she looks only a few years older than she did during the time of the Radiant Hero. She's also had a century or two to master the modern tongue, )
[ it speaks of her grace that Henry didn't even realize she was nearby until she shifts and speaks to him. He'd happily chatted at the few animals still running about in the winter and smiled at the roosting birds he'd spotted in the spiny boughs of the trees, but somehow, this huge white bird, bigger than a man, had eluded his sight.
He can't be angry about that, though. When she appears before him, he's barely listening to what she's saying - instead, he's just staring, awed, at the feathery wings perched so naturally on her back. Oh. Oh. ]
Nya ha ha! I knew it! [ his words are interrupted by a pleased giggle, and he doesn't waste any time in bounding up to her, chattering as he goes. ] Everyone always said "nah, it's just a legend," but they were sooo wrong! Bird Taguel are real! This is awesome! What's your name?! I'm Henry!
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ITS OKAY I TAG LIKE A SLOW MOVING GLACIER.......
There don't appear to be any people in the woods. The only sound to be heard is the sound of the forest. The wind blows through the leaves, water runs from a spring, animals scurry about the forest floor, and birds take flight in the tree tops. But Henry is being watched.
It isn't unusual to see people out here. Children dare each other all of the time and every few years, a mage of the scholarly type comes to solve the mystery of the wood. What is unusual is to find a person so far out in the wood and on their own. Leanne had followed curiously in laguz form to see if the mage might get lost (it was, after all, winter). He certainly doesn't look lost but once Henry goes deep enough, she changes form so that she can speak. There is an old air to her but she looks only a few years older than she did during the time of the Radiant Hero. She's also had a century or two to master the modern tongue, )
Are you looking for something?
we're a perfect match
He can't be angry about that, though. When she appears before him, he's barely listening to what she's saying - instead, he's just staring, awed, at the feathery wings perched so naturally on her back. Oh. Oh. ]
Nya ha ha! I knew it! [ his words are interrupted by a pleased giggle, and he doesn't waste any time in bounding up to her, chattering as he goes. ] Everyone always said "nah, it's just a legend," but they were sooo wrong! Bird Taguel are real! This is awesome! What's your name?! I'm Henry!