Whispering Pines — [AW] A Sparkle of Magic

Larkspur paused for a moment, blinking passively as the other figure went soaring above her head as he skidded across the ground. They tilted their head, taking in the bright, sky blue color of the cat before them paired with the long, sharp-tipped horns (or antlers? they weren't sure) protruding from his head - truthfully, their first thought was 'wow, that color would be hard to hunt with' though this was followed by the realization that the cat's backlegs seemed horse-like in appearance. Their eyes were then next drawn to the feathered form of their wings and the memory of a conversation had with another winged wolf not long after arriving into this world returned. A winged cat with horse hooves, huh? I suppose Malachi was right. What a world of magnificent wonders. "I am Larkspur," they said went prompted, ear twitching lightly at the further sound of giggling. They think they caught of a flash of pink but they weren't entirely sure either. They shook some mud free from their left paw, offering a light nod as the reticulated python around her neck flicked his tongue curiously. "And this is Folke. Sorry if I'm intruding, I'm just passing through." --- Text. Speech. Thoughts.