Class Affinity
(( The Chiavi used was Draven's as it searches for him. ))
Beast Charmer - Beast Master
WC: 789
(( The Chiavi used was Draven's as it searches for him. ))
Beast Charmer - Beast Master
WC: 789
Aldara was as she had always been, a homebody. She enjoyed her time at home just being a homemaker. The laundry was washed and hung to dry, a fresh pie laid on the window sill to cool off. The floors swept and everything else tidied. The place almost sparkled as her parents were out for the day, she didn’t expect them back for a while. Giving a satisfied huff, she looked around at the house before picking up a basket to head outside. As she went to open the door, the Scorra she had been raising was standing at the door, its large eyes staring at her before it swiftly stepped around her and into the house leaving muddy footprints behind.
“Soran!” Aldara exclaimed as she looked at the new mess, “How many times have I told you. You can’t be in the house anymore. Look at the mess you have left me!”
The Scorra had stopped at the first shout and tilted its head to one side as it was scolded. The bird looked around before looking down then looked back towards Aldara as if not understanding. Flapping stubby wings, the bird rushed back over to her as if she had mentioned food and rubbed its head against her. She couldn’t be too mad at Soran, though it did mean she would have to start all over again with the cleaning.. At least the pie was safe… Right?
“Now back outside with you.” Aldara took hold of the Scorra as she led it back outside and closed the door behind her. “Let's get you back to the pen with all the rest of them…”
The Scorra pen out back her house was alive with action as the birds were awake and trotting around. Some were still nesting, a couple of females did have eggs in their nests and the males were bringing her food. Aldara let Soran back into the pen and he followed those that were trotting around the edge of the enclosure.
“There, now back to the…. Mess?” Aldara said as she was turning, something else caught her attention.
Nesting on the far back corner of the Scorra pen was another, much larger bird. This one was something she had never seen before. She had seen images of a Kinfa, though that was in her favorite story book. This didn’t look like a Kinfa. Its feathers were a light lavender color fringed with a teal color. Stepping closer, moving slowly so as to not wake the bird. There was curiosity coming from the girl as she got closer.
“Aren’t you a pretty bird, are you from around here?” She asked the sleeping bird, when she was a mere few steps away she tried reaching out to touch its feathers.
The bird, a Chiavi, raised its head and stared down at the girl with black eyes. Clicking its beak it raised itself up onto its clawed feet. A long feather tipped tail swept out from under its belly, forcing Aldara to back away from it. Backing up quickly, Aldara watched as the bird that was still watching her. There was an intelligence in the bird’s gaze before it opened its wings and took back to the skies. It wheeled around before heading in the direction of Sauti.
“Hey, come back!” Aldara called after the bird as she started chasing after it.
As the bird passed out of sight, its lavender colors made it blend in with the light colored skies. Aldara stopped running as it faded from sight and she was left breathless, watching the direction it had gone. She wondered just where that bird had come from, but she had an inner desire to find it again. Perhaps even another just like it, but she would have to learn where they lived. She suspected from its size and plumage, it wasn’t in Tale.
“I’ll see you again, I am sure of it.” Aldara whispered to herself before she was brought back to herself as a familiar shriek filled her ears. “Soran, what is it?” She asked as the Scorra had something laying beside its feet. A large lavender and teal tipped feather…
“Soran, this is just the beginning. I may be a homebody and enjoy it, but… Something else is tugs and I feel that I must follow it.” She said ruffling Soran’s feathers, picking up the strange bird feather.
Soran, being a Scorra, tilted its head to one side. He didn’t know what Aldara was prattling on about, but it seemed that he was hungry and pulled at the earthling to show it. Aldara gave a laugh before heading back towards home, at a slower pace. “Alright, alright. I’ll feed you. Again, you greedy thing.”
