[Seviilia was rather fond of snow and ice. It made moving around much easier for her, and she tended to blend without armor on. The blue of her skin didn't lend itself to greener landscape.
Someone else is making marks on the trees as she moves, but not to keep track of her path. Sometimes, Seviilia just needs to sink her nails into something and she's not exactly trying to hide -- that is, until she hears a nearby heartbeat that causes her ears to flick. Too strong for an animal, yet too fast for an adult of any species she was familiar with...unless, of course, that adult was in distress.
Curious, she pulls her nails from the trunk and slithers toward the source...much quieter this time. Eventually, she spots Syllona from a distance, but doesn't approach her just yet.
crashes in here
Someone else is making marks on the trees as she moves, but not to keep track of her path. Sometimes, Seviilia just needs to sink her nails into something and she's not exactly trying to hide -- that is, until she hears a nearby heartbeat that causes her ears to flick. Too strong for an animal, yet too fast for an adult of any species she was familiar with...unless, of course, that adult was in distress.
Curious, she pulls her nails from the trunk and slithers toward the source...much quieter this time. Eventually, she spots Syllona from a distance, but doesn't approach her just yet.
What was a child doing all the way out here?]