A soft flutter of wings combined with a windy rustle of leaves deep in the Lycan Forests was all she could hear, and the skies so clouded with dense trees made the weather hard to see. The brisk cool air could only tell Claire that the world outside the trees had begun a slow transition towards a rainy season. Her wings would flutter softly as she landed on a small wooden bridge a few much smaller pixies quickly running over with smiles on their faces as she leaned down to hug them, “And how are my little tykes doing today eh?” they were not her children, rather far from it as these two were pixies that had gotten separated from the glade during the last exodus after humans found the first. As of late she had been attempting to find others who had gotten separated and lead them to the glades, but these were children and due to that they could not yet fly. A sigh came from her as she threw down a few chunks of rat meat he children smiling with needle like teeth devouring it quickly while she smiled. She knew that the young would grow enough one day to eat both plants and meat but the young needed the meat first and foremost.
Looking towards the deeper parts of the forests she would sigh and pat the children on the head, “Make sure to flag the pixies when they come so they can pick you up!” Flying away she would look back to see them playing and nod. As she continued her flight through the Lycan Woods she could not help but turn her head as she heard what seemed to be distressed Lycans. She knew that going to where Lycans were was a horrid idea but at the same time she held major curiosity in her heart and with a sigh she would fly towards the sounds. Reaching the area of which she heard the distress she would land high up in the trees and witness bloodshed incarnate. A man with golden hair and armor was butchering Lycans like they were nothing but trash beneath them as he seemed to avoid the blood coming from them. Her eyes wanted to turn from the sight of this one sided slaughter but a part of her was enthralled with the pure violence (The looks of the man helped too). With a sigh she would fly down as the last of the Lycans fell to the man's hand and she would hover in front of the man and speak softly, “Who are you? What are you doing in these woods?” She had killed humans before and she was hoping this was not another instance she needed to do mainly because it would be a crime against beauty.
Looking towards the deeper parts of the forests she would sigh and pat the children on the head, “Make sure to flag the pixies when they come so they can pick you up!” Flying away she would look back to see them playing and nod. As she continued her flight through the Lycan Woods she could not help but turn her head as she heard what seemed to be distressed Lycans. She knew that going to where Lycans were was a horrid idea but at the same time she held major curiosity in her heart and with a sigh she would fly towards the sounds. Reaching the area of which she heard the distress she would land high up in the trees and witness bloodshed incarnate. A man with golden hair and armor was butchering Lycans like they were nothing but trash beneath them as he seemed to avoid the blood coming from them. Her eyes wanted to turn from the sight of this one sided slaughter but a part of her was enthralled with the pure violence (The looks of the man helped too). With a sigh she would fly down as the last of the Lycans fell to the man's hand and she would hover in front of the man and speak softly, “Who are you? What are you doing in these woods?” She had killed humans before and she was hoping this was not another instance she needed to do mainly because it would be a crime against beauty.
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