beautiful creatures

She and Carlys continued to bicker the entire way down, back and forth both non-verbally and in Italian, a disheartened Rhae throwing some English in there for a good mix to which Car simply rolled her eyes. It was a matter of happenstance that she glanced down to see another wolf, giving Carlys a look as the bird rose in the air, searching to see if the girl was alone or if she had brought company. The cry from the raven gave the all clear, and Rhaegara felt the tension melt from her body.

She would like to believe that the traitors who had overthrown and murdered her parents would not chase her to the ends of the earth, but the fact remained that she did not know what they would do to ensure that the Ravyne line ended. She was almost certain they’d be after her siblings as well, hunting them to the ends of the earth, known and unknown faces alike instantly harboring suspicion in her heart.

Still, far be it for her to be rude, offering the other girl a smile, a soft wave of her tail back and forth attempting to exude a friendly demeanor. “Hello!” She greeted as Carlys landed on her head, giving it a gentle shake as her wings flapped and the raven shifted onto her back once more. "Are you from around here? I'm a little new to the area, and perhaps a little lost as well." She was certain she could find her own way with time, but it didn't hurt to ask for directions; it would speed things up considerably. She hadn't given a name, not trusting the air around her with those words quite yet.