Returning to the world after the harsh winter, awakening from the cold and the bitter to something lively and exciting, the world was beginning a new. It was growing back from the death and the lost, and giving life to new horizons, such is the cycle rinsed and repeated. So of course as per routine, it was now the time of return of the arcane and enigmatic Scrybe of Chance.
Extending her wings broadly as she landed upon the stone of the small pathway, leading to a manor, Haya could be heard groaning softly as she watched bits of her molt fray off of her feathers. This was a joyous time, of reunion ti her friends and her husband, however that isn’t to say it didn’t come with its downsides.
“Mistress of the Dark, are you present?”
Haya would call absently as she rapped her fist against the frame of the door, ears flicking softly as she poised to wait for an answer. Her lips pulled into a thin smile as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other, and could be noted to hum to the tune of small children’s song, a rhyme from not long ago.
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At first silence is all that greats the chimera. Silence and the gentle sound of wind, but that was not uncommon. The realm of shadows was always a rather quiet place even at night where life would come to well life. But fortunately enough the silence was not long lasting. The sound of heavy locks could be heard clicking open, followed by the low creak of the door being pulled slowly open. Between the cracks of the door a lone golden eye could be seen peaking through it widening almost instantly as it pulls back and the door is pulled fully open
"Haya!" Juno loudly chirps with a nonexistent smile. Though one threatens to form on her face as she stares at her fellow scrybe and close friend. One that she had not seen for quite some time; and was noticeably surprised to see her at her door step but appeared thrill all the same.
"Goodness I haven't seen you in a while! It's so good to see you again a old friend! How have you been?"
