in the land of giants
open for someone taller than halo
12-19-2021, 01:12 AM
The wing stretched over her shoulder was a tender gesture, and Halo was grateful. Softly, she smiled up at the man. Her coat as thick as it was, Halo often found napping in the middle of the day preferable. Still, there was too much work to be done yet. Mortis, another name to keep and hold, and commit to memory. "It's nice to meet you, and thank you. You're one of Sirius's sons, right?" That much, Halo felt was a safe bet. The coloring and the teeth, it was pretty telltale at least in her mind. As they came to rest beside her garden plot, a spare few plants beginning to put their roots down, Halo set about measuring the stripped willow branch to Mortis's foreleg. Her movements were gentle, careful. "Thank you, you're good here as long as you stay sorta still," Halo's smile was soft. He didn't need to be perfectly still, just enough so she didn't lose her place. "I'm settling in nicely, learning how to navigate the grass has been a lot," she was sheepish, but her tail wagged at her haunches. "I saw some bee boxes by one of the dens, I'd love to learn how to make them." It had been at a distance that Halo had seen them, with no way to know who lived there. With practiced movements, she cut the measured branch, one for the inside and one for the outside of his long legs. As she did, and got a closer look at his foreleg, her brow furrowed slightly. "What happened to your leg here?" There was concern, the gentle concern of a healer. Scrapes and cuts, some new and some more recent. "Does it hurt any?" |