10/10/2025, 11:11 PM
It was the bird that caught his eye first; a dark raven, and he recalled a similarly iridescent black feather adorning the aurora's sable-flecked fur. Trygve watched the bird cross the clear blue sky, until his gaze landed on the raven's target.
A girl his age, colored like a cardinal, viscerally bright against the muted sage and verdant tones of the fields. The boy's brows furrowed at first, wary as always when first thrust into interaction with strangers. His first instinct was to retreat, but he'd come this far hunting his own kind. Here stood one, who might have the answers he sought. After his initial hesitation, Trygve moved with ease, crossing the distance between the yearlings.
Hello.He said plainly, and halted at a comfortably far distance.
He felt horribly awkward. Hello? He wished to crawl under the sage-bush and stay there until the girl forgot about all of this and went home. But he had a mission.
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