#ic...captain

[ofoz]

@queensconquest​ for Fenrir!

“You don’t smell like you’re from here.” Probably an insulting sentence to some, but it’s said with a casual tone from above. Should the other look up, he’ll find the captain of the winged monkeys sitting on a tree branch above him, tail swaying slightly as wings folded behind his back.

“So, are you a dorothy? Or something that just crawled out of a hole one day?”

[ofoz]

@multisfantasias​ for Memory

“.....” A child shouldn’t be here. Why was a child here? Was she a dorothy? She had to be, most, if not all, Ozian’s knew not to come up to this forest, let alone come further and further in. In to the point that the winged monkeys had started to gather around their ‘guest’. He pushes and shoves the other winged monkeys away from her - they were probably scaring her half to death for crying out loud. “Get out of here! Shoo!” He ordered them. By the time he got to the front of the pack he was the most human looking one there, with only the wings and monkey tail to set him off. The others huffed and did as they were told, flying back up into the tall trees.

“....” He had no idea how to deal with a child. “Are you okay?" He decided to ask first, knelling down infront of her.