This is a PRP between Xiu and Ethiriel
There are some days when people tended to be out and about doing errands and there are some days when people tended not to. Today was the former. With the sun shining brightly in the morning sky and the wind blowing invigoratingly across the streets, it was a good day to be up and about. To Xiu, this also meant that there was good feeding to be had.
As expected, the park was full with all manner of humans. From the very young to the rather old, the park today was a cacophony of noise. The white Sigel wasn’t too bothered about that. It was good to hear the laughter of the young and the gossip of the old. This hustle and bustle of activity was the very essence of life itself. Much, much better than say…the cold and sullen atmosphere of the graves or the musty dusty watchful halls of museums and antique shops.
The Sigel took a deep breath, as though savouring the very air itself. His blue rune glowed as the he fed off the joyful innocence that surrounded the park. Today was a good day indeed and in an hour from now the Sigel would return home happy and satiated. It would have been better if Lazarus could be here with him but Xiu knew that the Fiery Sigel had responsibilities of his own to look after. For now, the white Sigel would have to content himself with an engaging book under the shade of a large tree.
