for rem and Cahir !

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Kore had risen with the sun. Light filtered softly in banners of golden streaks over the tree-line, scattering when met with verdantly-tipped branches and leaves and creating a kaleidoscope of shadows on the woodland earth. The day had just barely begun, and smaller red-bellied robins and azure-capped bluebirds chirped softly, as though gossiping amongst friends.

It was a peaceful dawn. The figure of a slender maiden lay quietly amongst the moss, her pale, peach-tinted back ignited into brighter hues when hit by the early morning light. Tendrils of soft fur shifted elegantly down her cheeks and breast, stray pieces of foliage tucked within the thicker tresses. To any passerby, she was a sleeping statue, frozen in time and highlighted only by the sun. Light-brown eyes hidden under delicate, dark lashes would shift open slightly at the rustling of nature, the only sign of life beyond her subtle breathing.

She must have fallen asleep while exploring late last night. Kore hummed a quiet, waking noise - it filled her chest with a rumble, ears lilting backwards as she stretched. She remembered drifting away to the smell of wildflowers and damp soil, but hadn't realized she had been so exhausted. Lately, even low-impact activities seemed to wear away at her energy. Lithe legs shoved forward almost ceremoniously as she dug her nails into the dirt, feeling her limbs slowly regaining function while she roused herself further.

What to do now, she thought idly.

Skill : 「 None */5 」 

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It wasn’t uncommon for his days to begin early. Watching the rising sun would offer him moments of peace, admiring its vivid colors of rich guava, lilac, and every color that existed in between. Cahir sat against the treeline, silver eyes reflecting the way the sky would shift into a new day. He stood, shaking out his coat and dragging a single leg behind him in a half stretch. The man had gotten used to his life here, it didn’t seem all that different from his previous world—aside from when he fell from the sky and into a lake, of course.

He roamed the area, walking beneath a copse of nearby woods. An amused puff of air pressed out his nose as the choir of morning birds began their songs, the fledglings accompanied their parents, their chirps nearly resembling an alarm with how demanding they were being. He’d almost forgotten what it was like; to be old enough to do things for yourself, but still rely on your family to care for you. A juvenile robin lay in the grass, its beak wide as if nothing more than a hatchling in a nest, and its mother ignoring its signals to be fed. Cahir laughed, startling the young bird back into the canopies and the mother continued her foraging. Humming to himself, he wove around some trees to give her the space she needed.

It was entertaining—comparing yourself to a bird and finding so many similarities.

Cahir cracked a grin as he once again heard the young Robin chip incessantly at its mother now that he’d taken his leave. You really could find enjoyment in just about anything.

The further he walked, a thin veil of fog began to hover above the dewy grasses. It did little-to-nothing to deter his chosen path, traversing the forest with ease and an ever-present assuredness. The only thing to interrupt his steady pace was the appearance of another. Cahir slowed to a rolling stop, platinum eyes trained on a figure of blush and cream curled peacefully into herself. Perhaps it was rude to watch, but she looked so natural, as if she were made of the forest, the same as the bushes and trees that grew there.

During his observation, Cahir watched her rouse herself awake, stretching in a way that reminded him of a feline. With a gentle motion, he purposely rustled a nearby bough, not wanting to conceal himself. Following this, he emerged from the brush, a friendly smile laced to his lips and his stature affable. Never guessed I’d see a wildflower come to life, he mused aloud, his tail swaying once against his ankles.