hidden in the grass

He was patrolling the border between Ashen and the Armada when he heard the soft sounds of crying. He peeked cautiously onto Ashen territory, following the noise until he found little Siren. The girl was crying beneath a log, the scent of blood and the sight of her wound shocked him. She was a princess who would do this to her?

He dropped down beside her, wrapping a wing about her small form, looking on in distress. “Siren, what happened, who did this to you?” he asked, trying to keep the growl out of his voice. He didn’t want to distress her anymore then she already was.