Inhaling

This place was full of shiny little things. All new to her of course, however it was all the more interesting to explore. The strange plateu was covered in junk, it smelt weird but caught the huge birds eyes. Normally Flamie didn't care much for shiny things, she was a bone girl like most others of her kind, however giving shiny things as gifts just felt right. She had made some new wolfy friends and it was important she knew the lay of every single land for their sake. Making her click her beak as large claws splayed over the terrain so she could get a better look of the place from the ground.

Later perhaps she would lift off to look at it from above. However new air space was just as dangerous as the ground space despite how she was built to protect herself. Spreading out her tail feathers, she kept alert for any new sounds as well. Still learning, she was in her prime. The red clay sticking to her white feathers as she let out a small squeak in the middle of her throat. Perhaps someone could show her around.