Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-30921738-20180813175759/@comment-26510374-20180817012700

Birdie noisily meandered through the wood, eating berries along the way. She thought absentmindedly about some of her big discoveries, all of which seemed to be in caves or hidden places. There was the manticore in the coastal plain, the quilin in.. someplace, come to think of it she didn’t remember where. And the strange beast.

She was afraid of seeking out other creatures potentially larger than herself, but maybe someone knew what it had been. Perhaps it was a normal species, native to Drendale like every other creature.

Then again.. it had a scent about it. A very odd scent. One that carried foreignness and something she couldn’t place. Perhaps it was a tood idea to seek the answers of a wiser being. But whom?