Khryssie
She stared out among the trees, looking for that silly songbird. It had flown off and left her behind. Sighing, Little Bird continued her steady pace under the night sky. She would find the bird soon enough, but tonight was to wonderful to be upset about that. The night looked like the stories she grew up listening to. Walking into a clearing, her locks dropping down her neck as she settled to look around.
It was one of the few areas that was clear. She was not ready to get dirty, especially after the refreshing bath she had while the sun was still shining. Humming a soft tune, her eyes turned up to the sky.