Her father begin to turn away in disappointment, and she chuckled at the reaction. He should've known she wasn't interested in metals and rocks and stuff. I mean, crystals are pretty nice. What she really cared about was -- "Oh! I have something to show you. Race you to the river!" at that, she whisks by the winged lion, intentionally bumping her shoulder against his leg as she runs by. Without even waiting for his confirmation, the girl runs for a take-off, feathery wings flapping and momentum carrying her faster than just running.
Whispering Pines
A dense forest of towering conifers where the wind whispers through the needles, creating an eerie yet enchanting symphony that echoes through the woods.
[AW] A Sparkle of Magic