Shakira paused thoughtfully. "Here," she motioned around them... Shakira forgot what they called the main land. "There are few harpies, only a few eggs were brought over. Your mother is also a harpy... your father could be anyone. There are no male harpies." she said with a careless shrug.

"If there's nothing else, I would like to get back to my hunt, I can teach you how to hunt if you'd like."




[Since this is an old rp, some of Shakira's information is outdated]

Shicala