Sentinels of the Past [Rhaegara]

The sound of running paws brought him around well before Chrystal clicked her beak and screeched softly. Soon after a piercing raven call filled the air. Cairo turned fully to study the smaller figure, head cocking slightly as his slate-black ears perked. He didn’t approach, but called out easily, “Cairo Adravendi, Steadfast Seeker of Valhalla.” The was a subtle, humble pride in his voice as he spoke of his origin. He'd worked hard to reach that rank, and he'd work harder to reach his goal.

Chrystal blinked at the raven, nodding briefly before dropping from the tree to float to a landing on Cairo’s back, talons gripping the leather of his armor as the pale barn owl eyed the strange wolf carefully. Cai tipped his head back in a gesture at the creature, a slight grin creasing his eyes as he added, “This is Chrystaloria, my friend and companion.”

As the girl drew close enough, he saw that she was indeed a girl, still a yearling, but the breeze that carried her scent said she wasn’t a pack wolf. He kept his stance relaxed; his natural easy friendliness visible in his features. Friendly, as long as she didn’t suddenly launch into him. He left the floor open to the girl to introduce herself or not.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think