Coy felt the wind blow through his feathers with a internal grin and relished the feeling of being a raven. It was like heaven to be up in the air and above the inhabitants of Novus for a brief time. And he did mean brief. Coy was unable to hold the form for long. Basically long enough to get from place to place and then he had to rest for a while. Seeing the maze that had been erected, the stallion... or rather raven... banked and landed, shifting back into his equine form and gasping for air. This was the part that was obnoxious. He could not do much more than stand and try to catch his breath for quite some time after shifting.
Nearly an hour later, he finally had the energy to move toward the goal of the maze. He had a fascination with them, always wanting to explore and see who he could scare. Before he could get very far, he caught the familiar voice of one very stubborn and sassy little... doe... At least that is what she called herself. Turning down a path, he worked his way toward where he had heard her voice, scenting the air for her distinctive scent and listening for more words. Vivid cyan eyes settled on her striking form and he grinned.
"Ah... my tiny, sassy goddess... You look positively petrified... Did the big scary maze get to you?" He teased, stepping up and reaching to ruffle her mane. Being closer, he scented her fear and took a better look at her. "Wait... Are you alright? That is more than just shock that I am smelling... What happened?" He asked, eyes worried as he gazed at her and tried to figure out what he could do to make her feel better.
"Coy Sass"
Notes: -snorts and giggles-
The absolute BEST revenge...
is to stay fabulous.
