Despite his loneliness and longing for company, Pan remains a chipper sort of creature. As he watches the girl in the window, a warmth rises to his eyes and his lips twitch in a teasing sort of smile, one that dares her to defy the confines of her palace home and embrace the rain-soaked world. Still, there is a curiosity that edges him closer, as he wonders why she watches him with a cautious stare instead of joining him in the summer storm. It is this emotion which gives him pause, and piques his interest even more as he steps to meet her at the glass, his breath fogging against the misty pane.
Are you real?
Her question draws a laugh as he shakes his head, sending rain drops flying in all directions. Pan’s grin widens now, as he whispers against the glass with urgency. Stay right there… and the boy turns to race from the window, leaving her to wonder where he’d gone.
He steps confidently into the Dawn Court citadel, finding his way easily through the weaving hallways until he stood in the doorway. Here, he could see her from inside, and the boy cleared his throat so as not to startle her. I am real. he says slowly, offering a friendly smile as he steps into the threshold of the empty room. And you… why are you inside? You can’t be scared of a little rain? He teases her before shaking like a dog, water flying from his mane as Oliver chirped indignantly at his lack of manners.
I’m Pan, and this is Oliver. There is an easiness in the way he speaks to Maret, as if the two had been friends forever. Personable to a fault, the boy cannot help but approach strangers with an inquisitive and kindly spirit. It simply wasn’t in his nature to take caution when meeting others.
For a moment, the scaled boy seems to drift off in his thoughts as he wonders at how much the palace had changed since he’d been here last. Were there any familiar faces here anymore? Would they welcome him back? Pan shivered as he remembered the horrors he’d witnessed when last in the Dawn Court, eager to put the image behind him even as it had haunted him for the last several months. In a way, it was good to start over, he decided. His gaze returns to hers once more, as he seems to shake away the darkness, an easy smile replacing his daydream stare as he waits for her to introduce herself.
@Maret - so sorry this took forever!
