Did...a piece of himself – skin, a horn of sorts? – simply fall off? Simmaeri gave a troubled growl at that, slowing her head's descent from its traveling height to wait, see if he was suffering. But he spoke...it was a fascinating melody and rhythm she was drawn to far more than the fate of the hat. She once again allowed her head to lower, hovering near his level.
This musical creature could've walked into her nostril if he had mind to, how small he was...
Your words are very different, she observed, slowly turning and tilting her head to give him more eye than nose. The sharp, beaked portions of her jaws clicked together as she let out a little breath. You use the air alone. Strange sounds in the air. How? Is there more?
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Did...a piece of himself – skin, a horn of sorts? – simply fall off? Simmaeri gave a troubled growl at that, slowing her head's descent from its traveling height to wait, see if he was suffering. But he spoke...it was a fascinating melody and rhythm she was drawn to far more than the fate of the hat. She once again allowed her head to lower, hovering near his level.
This musical creature could've walked into her nostril if he had mind to, how small he was...
Your words are very different, she observed, slowly turning and tilting her head to give him more eye than nose. The sharp, beaked portions of her jaws clicked together as she let out a little breath. You use the air alone. Strange sounds in the air. How? Is there more?