In Which Pyralis Talks To Herself [AW]

Pyralis turned her focus back to her breathing as she finished mentally berating herself. The cool air turned her breath to tendrils of mist and she paused for a moment, watching her own breath fade into the air. Coiling her legs beneath her she leapt up to a foot hold farther up that stretched to a more even ledge. Resting for a moment Pyralis turned to gaze across the horizon to the vast stretch of ocean.

She was caught up in the view, the rush of the height and the long fingers of vertigo that clutched at her from somewhere in the deep. Lost as she was she was unaware of the the man's presence until he spoke. Gracefully turning her head to look down at the man her golden gaze took in a large and elegant male. Her lips parted in a sultry grin. "What would that be? Scaling the nearest precipice? Taking in the sounds of my own melodious voice? I think it would be a shame not to grace the earth with it." Pyralis chuckled. Her languid body melted into a sphynx-like crouch as she peered over the ledge, her wrists crossing as she gazed at him. "What brings you here, stranger? You seem like you're looking for something."