Setting: An enchanted forest

[coerthan]

[This forest is lovely, dark and deep, with pale blossoms and little floating lights peeking from dark shadows, a mist filling the air, and a general sense of mystery and magic pervading the entire place.

And if there's one thing the duskwight, cave-raised Drividot hates, it's magical forests.]

Damnable trees... [he mutters, struggling to bend aside shrubbery without getting slapped in the face with a bent branch.] I suppose that I can't just take an axe to them, otherwise I'll have sylphs or elementals or wailers or gods-know-what after my arse...

[And he freezes when he hears a branch snap that he had nothing to do with. Now what?]

Comments

[moonpower]

[The magic in the air is what lures him here to begin with. A sense of wonder and caution, he almost startles himself with the breaking of the branch.

He looks down for a moment before up again, having followed the sounds of leaves and brush being moved aside to make way. He expected an animal, though. Yukito smiles faintly.]

I wasn't expecting another person. I hope I didn't startle you.

[coerthan]

You did, [Drividot returns,] But if that's all you're going to do, I don't mind. [A small hyur is much better than a large monster, after all--and he looks very harmless.]