Welcome to Gaia! ::

The siren had been meeting such interesting new people. Many lovely avians and other creatures- she could tell why her sister had liked the place. Though, she still had no leads on said sister other than humans and hunters. Basically nothing as the school would not give informations and many students apparently just didn’t want to talk about it.

It didn’t bother her though, Michael had time, and she was determined to spend it learning when not chasing rumors of her no doubt dead sister. While yes it was sad and tragic some things just couldn’t be helped. Like how there was a ghoul up ahead in the hall with a fiar number of ribbons. Chasing her down, Michael followed, chirping in delight as they ribbons waved in the wind. “Oh.” She realized it might have been odd to follow a fellow student. “Pardon, I was just admiring the ribbons you have. They look quite lovely.”

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Michael did not expect this kindness. She hadn’t anticipated that the ghoul would offer her a ribbon of all things. Looking at it with awe for a few seconds the fabric was snatched right up and quickly thread into her hair. She felt so pretty with the ribbon on. Earwings flapping with bliss she almost forgot that yes she was saying hello and wanted to talk so it would help to pay attention.

“Oh yes! Thank you very much!” Doing a tiny spin she let out several tiny chirps of happiness. “I am Michael- and you are also very beautiful. You have a very nice cow face.” She grinned, not realizing that some might not know the term. “….What are you by the way? I ribbon creature?”

Michael liked this ghoul. She was complimenting and giving tips and yes this was a nice ghoul who would be someone worth sticking by.
Simply because she’d given Michael a ribbon.

She was a bit simple at times, but as she looked as happy as could be, messy with her hair in attempts to look better than she already did. “Style demon more like it! I’ve never heard of Lamassus before.” Checking the ghould she sighed. “No wings though, a real pity. Why humans cant fear more things with wings is beyond me. Everyone should have wings.” Michael grinned. “I am a siren! Singing women who lure men to their deaths- though we seek only their love!” She put her hand to her forehead for dramatic effect.

“But really that’s mostly in the old stories. Now we just make them fear boat crashes and drowning and lost loves- At least that’s what my gran tells us to do. “ A shrug Michael motioned for them to walk. “So what is a Lamassu? A seduction race like us sirens?”

Some had wings? Michael considered herself won over. Any species that had wings was automatically trustworthy and wonderful and without flaw or fault. How so? Because to Michael only the best of races rules from the highest place- the sky itself. And if she wanted to be queen one day she’d have to think as herself as the best- though it wasn’t true and she knew it.

Egos were a bit of a problem.

“Or part lion? That must make for many interesting family get togethers. And more like we just bring doom and dread. Its apparently very fun- I’ve never been though. I might be old enough but only those who have had a nest get to go unless they get special permission.” She fussed.

“I’d love to hang out- oh- I didn’t take your time from something did I? I am sorry, I don’t wish to impose.”

A bull for a father? Michael’s head went side to side, wondering how one was a bull then the other lion and winged. She didn’t get it but Trisha was very pretty so, she brushed it off. They had made a very nice Lamassu. Even if she didn’t have wings. “Humans are funny.” She said. “My sister wrote of the often and they made no sense to me in her letters. They like things that are just strange. Did you know humans do not have nests?” She nodded. “They don’t! They live in houses only- it is very odd. Nests are so comfortable.” She sighed. “I do not know of gates, but if you need a partner I can be your partner!”

Michael didn’t get just what Trisha had been implying. “If we are friends I can help guard your gate! I am sure your other friends would help to! We could all guard the gate- then nothing would pass unnoticed and that is important right?” Earwings fluttered.

“I think it would work. The more wings in a flight the faster the flock can fly after all!” Her own saying, it fit.
Nevermind the whole gate thing was taken in a very wrong direction.

Why humans would not have nests bothered her a bit- nests were so good. Humans did not know what they were missing out on. Clearly. “How sad… To be like that. No wings is sad on it’s own but nothing else…” She shook her head. Humars really did have it bad.

But she did like the sound of these gates. “Hmmm I can be serious.” She said, feathers rustling. “We should! Maybe with a friend it will not be so boring?”

Michae wanted to try it. Just once at least. “Yes!” She cheered. “Let us practice. I am very good at waiting, so I will not mind it’s length for guarding?” Her head tilted, wondering if that was right.

“I know who isn’t allowed in!” She grinned. “Naughty minipets. The wild ones that wreck gardens and such.” They were or should most certainly not be allowed in.

Trisha was lucky if she’d never had naughty minipets before. They were such a hassle. Perching on top of the gate, Michael watched as her new friend surveyed. “Tell me when ready!” Until then, she’d perch and watch. And wait.