10-04-2018, 11:04 PM
/ The crow on his shoulder is the one joining [member=2502]ANDROMEDA[/member], Kaz is here to help her settle.
This place was different from comfortable embrace of a rainforest. There were more ground than there was large trees to climb and vanish into the canopy. It was a whole lot quieter perhaps than the loud droning hum of various animals living in a tightly enclosed area. There was no hollers from howler monkeys, no chatter from various birds, or loud buzzing from the many beehives that nestled in trees, or hanging from sheer rock cliffs.
But this place was indeed beautiful, so it should be relatively tame in consideration that there shouldn’t be any reasons why Andromeda should have any problems here, but again never judge a book by it’s cover even the simplest of places could hold something dark and twisted within it’s beautiful terrain. At least that was what Kazbiel thought, has he carefully travelled mindful of the additional weight that was on his shoulder, of which his sister in her crow body.
Perhaps he was overthinking, perhaps he was paranoid. Perhaps he wasn’t exactly prepared to be separated from his sister, despite the fact that he clearly needed to do such a thing for reasons that he would rather keep to himself than have her find out and disapprove highly, clearly he didn’t want to see the look of disappointment ever on her face.
Silver eyes scanned the terrain around him, it was quiet. Peaceful even, unusual for someone who was used to some kind of racket, this place was solemn as a tomb. Morbid comparison, but that was what his general thinking was, morbid and questionaly macabre.
“Are you sure you want to live here?” his head slightly tilting to look at the crow that nestled on his shoulder, a crow with unusual golden eyes. “It’s too quiet.” he complained faintly not really listening his main worries. If he complained about the lack of noise, that would probably not make his sister stray from wanting to live here. Once she made her mind a upon something, it was hard to convince her otherwise, just he wasn’t sure about the other territories, not like he trusted them, it just it had to hold something in his own interest.
Somewhere for him to do what he had to without been disturbed or keep prying eyes out of his business.
This place was different from comfortable embrace of a rainforest. There were more ground than there was large trees to climb and vanish into the canopy. It was a whole lot quieter perhaps than the loud droning hum of various animals living in a tightly enclosed area. There was no hollers from howler monkeys, no chatter from various birds, or loud buzzing from the many beehives that nestled in trees, or hanging from sheer rock cliffs.
But this place was indeed beautiful, so it should be relatively tame in consideration that there shouldn’t be any reasons why Andromeda should have any problems here, but again never judge a book by it’s cover even the simplest of places could hold something dark and twisted within it’s beautiful terrain. At least that was what Kazbiel thought, has he carefully travelled mindful of the additional weight that was on his shoulder, of which his sister in her crow body.
Perhaps he was overthinking, perhaps he was paranoid. Perhaps he wasn’t exactly prepared to be separated from his sister, despite the fact that he clearly needed to do such a thing for reasons that he would rather keep to himself than have her find out and disapprove highly, clearly he didn’t want to see the look of disappointment ever on her face.
Silver eyes scanned the terrain around him, it was quiet. Peaceful even, unusual for someone who was used to some kind of racket, this place was solemn as a tomb. Morbid comparison, but that was what his general thinking was, morbid and questionaly macabre.
“Are you sure you want to live here?” his head slightly tilting to look at the crow that nestled on his shoulder, a crow with unusual golden eyes. “It’s too quiet.” he complained faintly not really listening his main worries. If he complained about the lack of noise, that would probably not make his sister stray from wanting to live here. Once she made her mind a upon something, it was hard to convince her otherwise, just he wasn’t sure about the other territories, not like he trusted them, it just it had to hold something in his own interest.
Somewhere for him to do what he had to without been disturbed or keep prying eyes out of his business.