The First to Arrive

she didn't seem to care if the man shared an interest in talking with clouds. Bee's attention was too quick-moving to really care if another felt she was odd. she didn't have time to worry over another's opinion - especially if it was about her. everyone was entitled to their opinions after all. even if she didn't form one so easily, she was a firm believer in such subjects. and despite being a pretty place, there was not a whole lot here. there was no foliage, no animals...her eyes scanned all around her before settling back on the man.

in fact, the whole area seemed to echo with each word the other spoke. she longed to yell into the void, whooping happily to nature itself. "Willoughby" her airy tone gave her name, finding no reason to keep it to herself. a name was something to be shared and cherished. keeping it to yourself was... selfish. "ooh, that's too bad" she tsk'ed lightly as she closed her eyes. her disappointment was brief as she opened them back up. "well, at least you'll have Polaris for the company when you do."

her crimson gaze strayed from his features to look up at the sky where she envisioned the north star to be now. if he said he patrolled, he must live around here in the north. her tail swished behind her as she looked back at the map. "the earth gives us many blessings" Bee went on dreamily "funny that people draw a map of the earth with materials from it, isn't it?" she chuckled fondly.