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A small whirlwind of feathers would dance through the cobblestone walk way, of the entrance of the park. The whirlwind would move too near the center of the park, kicking up fallen leaves and pieces of trash. The leaves would still dance around the center of the nonexistent whirlwind, a woman standing in the center of their glee. The woman would have stopped as she outstretched her hand too catch a few pieces of trash in it. Gilded eyes would stare too the empty cigarette carton and empty Mcdoolan’s bag. She would raise her eyebrow too it, as the stench of disgust would creep out of the garbage. Walking too the garbage bin, she’d toss it slowly into the bin. Humans were suppose too be the ones who keep this planet clean. She sighed softly, and would walk past it.
Her nose would twitch slowly, as she could smell a human running past her. The figure seemed too worried with where they were going too notice her, and the horned woman would tilt her head too this. Hmm, human’s normally reacted when they saw her, but in this world.. everyone seemed more spiritually inclined, so perhaps she was just a normal person too him.. in some ways. Continuing too walk down the path, it’d be a matter of minutes, as River would pause staring down too the cobblestone rocks, that layered the pathway. It always fascinated herself on how the humans had always been surviving, and adapting at everything that was thrown at them. It was depressing, but needed for them too be able too adapt into a stronger race.
The slim wings would lay relaxed as she would walk through the peaceful forest. She was enjoying the different colors of the fall, the fall and spring had always been her favorite times of year. She saw every season beautiful in it’s own way, but those two were the ones she actually looked forward too. Too her, each gust and breeze of those seasons, had been a soft sigh of life and death, the leaves would whisper their dying secrets in the air and then rot back into the ground where they belong. Her nose would twitch as the familiar earthy scent of humanity would dance under her nose.
Glancing down behind herself, she’d see a rather steep hill... her eyes were as precise as a hawks ( actually, her vision was better then a hawks ) and the minutes she’d realize there was someone down there in pain, she’d glance around. The thoughts of a warrior would forever be embedded in her head, the urge too protect; yet the paranoia too look out for one’s own self, as selfish as it was... once she had determined that it seemed safe enough, the figure in the man’s sight would disappear. River would actually have gotten too him, in long jumps- the soft beating sound of her feathers would keep her up high in the sky, before dropping gracefully infront of the injured human. Oh.. he appeared too be a young boy.
She’d outstretch her hand too him, a worried look would swim in her typically curious eyes. “Where do you hurt at...?” she would question softly. She would glance too the river that had been trickling next too him, and the memory of her first birth would become fresh in her mind. She had once been in his position- asides the fact of her being hurt. Just his location, when she first came too this world... like a larvae shedding it’s cocoon of darkness and seeing a new world, a much brighter and more complicated world. Her dark locks would entangle in her outstretched arm as she would look him over.
“If it hurts too talk, please, just take my hand. “
The golden eyes would stare down too the human as he seemed too finally notice she had been here. River could see him try too open his eyes but barely muster a squint, and struggle with his words. She’d stare at him, as she’d push the dark locks of hair off of her out stretched arm and too behind her shoulders. He was probably hit on the head or ribs too affect his speech, she thought too herself calmly. The Davana would stare too him, as if she had a mother’s gaze; her child running in with a splinter in it’s thumb, or something along those lines. She would shush him softly, at his attempt too speak. He would finally realize her hand was out too him it seemed, and he would stretch too grab it, missing it the first time. She’d smile softly too his attempt, before moving her hand too his own, he’d grab it the second time and she’d pull him up with ease.
She’d immediately start too notice him, he would sway side too side, fighting too take control of his balance. Her wings would suddenly outstretch, curling around him slightly- but making sure not too touch him. She simply kept them there if he would fall, so she could catch him easier. Her hand would slowly let go of his own, she would be quick too catch him if he would fall back. He would speak up, and she’d smile again looking too him. The horns would be curled around her head, and form an unfinished crown or halo, her ears would twitch at his first words. She’d give off a soft laugh. As he tried too steady his breathing, and prepare himself. Well, he didn’t run away screaming yet from her appearance, or perhaps he saw it and just blamed it on a concussion, or.. even maybe if she was lucky; he was someone who was spiritually adept, so she wouldn’t have too do much explaining, after all.. she herself only knew so much.
Oh, there was the name. She’d smile closing her golden eyes too him. “ I am River Sage, please, just call me River though.” Her wings would still stay near him, just encase he’d get overwhelmed or would be affected by his fall. She would look too him, he was going to have a few bumps and bruises, but she didn’t smell any heavy blood flowing from him. She would tilt her head, allowing her dark locks too fall too one side. “Pushed... off?” she’d glance too the top of the hill and sighed. “Rest one arm on my shoulder, please Kimura-san. We should get you back up the hill.” of course, he was probably thinking. We hould probably walk you up the hill where as River meant, I’m going too fly too the top. Her wings would twitch and move too her own body, as she wouldn’t wait for him too listen, moving his arm across her shoulders she’d snake her arm around his torso lightly, so not too hurt him further.
With one bound, the two would be in the air, her wings would beat only once against the wind around them, and then she’d land; making sure most of the landing pressure had been on her feet. River would have landed right under a light posts, so she could get a better look too the man. So, the person that ran by her was no doubt the person who pushed him. She would give a soft sigh, humans had been so selfish at times, Kimura-san could have been hurt incredibly bad. “ Would you like me too walk you out of the park, Kimura-san? “ she’d tilt her head too him, she wouldn’t fully accept herself if she just left this injured human alone here.