<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XVw4zy0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aislyn Nox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764201#msg14764201)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Dark Wings<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open - Anyone<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>Music (https://youtu.be/bLZ_Zy1VhMI)(Different than the song in my previous post)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Course<br/><hr/>"Night, he is not any of those." Aislyn responded, a small twinkle in her eyes as she reached up to scritch the raven under the jaw. Even if he could rest his beak on the top of her head, which he very quickly did as he started to groom through her hair. The woman gave a squeak and jerked a bit, giving the bird a glare as he cawed in a laughing way. "No being a brat right now. I need to be presentable." She teased as she tapped the Raven on his beak and then looked back at the male speaking to her. A chuckle leaving her as she scrubbed her hand under her nose and snorted a bit. "Not a chance it'd be for show, you think I'd be chosen by<em>her</em>if it was for show?" She said with a teasing chuckle. The woman was responding, as she always did. This was a bit different.<br/><br/>"Alfred, mnn? Do you give good<em>council</em>?" She asked as she noticed the way the 'nature' of the discourse changed. Receptive, perceptive, adaptive. That was who she was. She gave him a sideways look and nodded a little. "We are who we are." She said simply as she shrugged and spread her hands out, only to jerk a bit as Night nipped at her ear. "You behave!" She said to him as she turned her attention fully on the one of indiscernible identity. That sort of thing rarely bothered the young woman, instead, she seemed at ease where she was at this time. She assessed the individual and then looked back at Leshy.<br/><br/>"I got a few stories of my own. Old blood awakened in new flesh, drawing from the dark cycles... It's all interesting things. Maybe I'll tell you about the young girl that met the battle crow, or even the young woman who met a Lord of the Dead." She said as she gave Leshy a two finger salute from her temple, winking a bit and then turning fully as Ghost made their appearance. She did not offer her hand, out of respect for the individual who had not reached out to touch. Instead, she folded her hand over her stomach and did a rather strange bow. One leg extended behind her, and the other slightly crooked as she looked up at them with glittering eyes. "A pleasure to meet your acquaintance, Ghost. Whatever you prefer as your identity I will uphold. It's rude to call others what they do not desire. If your preferred pronouns are they and them... I am quite glad to use them. You would not be the first to ask such."<br/><br/>"Now as for Night, he is quite the interesting creature himself, but as he can't behave... he'll need to go 'home' for now." She said as she chucked the bird under the chin and then pulled the top of her shirt down. "Sleep, Night. All is well." she added as the raven seemed to shuffle and huff.<br/><br/>"<strong>But I want to be out to play, you never let-... Fine..</strong>" The bird said with a huff as he seemed to<em>sink</em>into her flesh and swirled into place as the marking that lived right over her heart.