such a haunting melody
Dainty paws made of a dull ink, though painted with mud at the moment, held him steadfast centered in the soulless forest. His body would sway slowly, barely enough to notice. A soft hum, perhaps mistaken for most by a growl, slipped past his dry lips. Cobalt and pearl eyes, the one seen as colorless being blind, were half lidded and filled with what seemed like a self entitled ecstasy. Left ear would flick forward from its lazy position pointed toward his long coal-layered spine. Maeva, Ihre Grobheit wird nicht geschätzt. Bitte genießen Sie einfach die Fossegrim. To which he would then hold a dirty paw against her maw, crushing it between hisself and the mossy ground.
Fun fact: in nordic folklore, Fossegrim is a magnificent musician who plays the fiddle day and night
A scent would dance upon the winds, tantalizing her senses as she inhaled. Hears would flitter to try and understand, it smelt of deer, wolf and blood but it was moving. Was someone moving a carcas though the woods? Her brow would furrow, head lowering as the tiny nymph would slowly slip through the underbrush, each paw lifted and placed with care. Hmm? A man... Missing a leg but wearing a pelt made from the carcass of a deer... Curious. "Dont you know monsters lurk in these woods?" She like whisper, it was not a warning but simply a statement, did he know the queen here did not take kindly to strangers?
He would open his cobalt eye, keeping the blind one closed as it had no use anyway, and peek toward the lady. Or huldre? A lazy, toothy smirk slipped onto his lips as he opened both eyes and gazed toward the forest nymph, Ja, sie sind in den Bäumen. Shhh. And with that, he motioned her to come with a flick of a finely chiseled chin and stepped gently toward the nearest tree. He grinned once more in her direction before placing a perked ear against the bark and humming along with the tune in his head.
She would stare up at the trees in wonder as if some mythical beast might burst from the canopy and surprise them all. Something, anything... His teeth would click and chatter and slowly ruby gaze would pan across her skull to study him for a moment as he made said sound. She would blink slowly and then he would speak and slowly she smile would dissipate as she frowned and took a step away from him, stockinged legs pulling her away from the male for a moment. Head would tip and she would purse her lips curiously as she regarded him. "I think you know what I'm saying..." She would say, head weaving as she looked at him curiously. It had seemed he was responding to her from his body language but maybe it was all in her mind, after all it wouldn't be her first time completely fabricating something out of nothing.
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Fun fact: lyktgubba are will O wisps and havsrå is a name for mermaid
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