Curiosity and Exploration

Lyon would walk slightly behind and to the left of Elghinn, her chains still marking her progress as they would walk out onto the grounds, heading toward the forbbiden forest, Lyon's black eyes taking in everything while she squinted at the sun's rays. It would be hard for her to see everything out in such light, though she kept trying to keep her eyes as open as they would go, not wanting to miss a single detail of the grounds around her as she was always the one to know her surroundings. Everything she was seeing was being committed to memory, as well, for further knowladge. And then finally that same, insane-looking smirk was back upon her face as they neared a large grouping of trees that extended out as far as both of their eyes together could see, and Lyon knew they had arrived at the outskirts of the forbidden forest. Chuckling softly and extending her elbow to the arm of the young woman who was now at her side, she said quietly, "If you want, you still have time to go back if you don't want the Big Bad Boss Lady coming down on your head. I heard she throws people in that same dungeon we just came from for no reason at all."

Lyon would laugh softly, not seemingly freaked out at all, and would continue to follow the woman, this time even with her as she walked on the left side of her. As they would move through the forest, the canopy of trees would block out the sun and make Lyon able to see a little better within the darkness. She would be slightly grinning, taking in everything as she continued to walk by the side of the woman named Elghinn, the chains on her shoes and around her waist marking her every step as they moved deeper and deeper still into the forest.

Lyon blinked and the seemingly random question that had come out of nowhere, her black eyes moving over the form of the woman before she replied, "Because... they keep me grounded..." she said, a slight frown then marring her face as she thought her answer might not make that much sense to her new companion, but she knew any explination she gave wouldn't be understood as well, so she glanced at the ground, then continuing to move through the forest as a soft noise suddenly became evident to the two women. A slight rustling in the bushes, a little ways in front of where they were.

Lyon's black eyes would watch as the small squirel would run out of the bushes, shaking her head and chuckling softly, but they would both be surprised when the squirel suddenly reared up onto it's back legs and suddenly leapped into the air, landing on Elghinn's head, it's claws getting caught in her hair as it moved around quickly, making strange sounds. Lyon would be laughing, unable to help it as the squirel continued to ravage Elghinn's hair.

Chuckling as well, Lyon continued to walk with Elghinn, her hands shoved deeply in her pockets and her black eyes ever alert as she would finally say, "I don't understand why they say this place is supposed to be forbidden... I mean... there's barely anything here but trees and foliage." She would then shrug. "I mean, for something so supposedly dangerous, I haven't seen one creature besides a rabid squirel that likes hair." Lyon would then grin, and send a glance over toward her companion.

Lyon would grin and nod, her feet already moving and her chains clanking and marking her progress as this time she took the lead, moving to where the noise was as she chuckled lowly and said, "Now this might be interesting. Hey, pick up that stick you had before. Just incase you, you know, freeze up again." This, to Lyon, would be said in a joking manner, but in truth her jokes weren't always taken as funny with others, and so she bit her lip and turned back to where the noise had come from, never slowing once.

The pebble would have come close to hitting Lyon in the back of the head, but at the last moment she ducked forward, at the same time the shadows suddenly snaked up from the ground and caught the pebble, the tiny rock being crushed into mere dust as Lyon suddenly spun around on her heel, moving into a fighting position, her eyes wide and alert before she realized that Elghinn had thrown it. Her reaction time had been instant and startled the woman who was now in front of her, and Lyon just as quickly stood back up, reaching up to the back of her head as if the pebble had indeed hit her. She would then shake her head and mumbled, "Don't do that unless you want to lose a few limbs..." and then turned around, but stopped dead in her tracks. While she had been facing Elghinn, a large wolf had moved out from the bushes behind her. This wolf would be three times as large as a normal wolf, it's long and amazingly sharp fangs bared, it's tongue lolling out to the side, saliva dripping onto the ground as it slowly stalked forward. Behind it would be two more of the immense wolves, snarling. Their fur would be ruffled and marked with blood, though as far as either woman could see, there were no wounds on any of the wolves, leading them both to believe they had recently fed, and the blood that now matted their fur down came from another source. Most likely a source that was now in each of their stomachs.

Lyon would have once again been in a battle crouch, but would slowly straighten as her eyes would take in the wolve's calmed appearances, then nodding her head. "Yeah, just used to having to protect myself. That's... pretty awesome, how you can do that..." She would then say, reffering to how Elghinn had calmed the wolves so quickly.

Lyon would have been listening intently, nodding, then tilting her head slightly to the left as she watched the other woman's eyes widen, and she then looked at where Elghinn was looking, which was at her shoulder. She would blink, seeing a bat, then simply turn her head back to face Elghinn, seeing the fear on her face and grinning, chuckling and saying, "What's the matter? Don't like these cute, fluffy creatures?" Then Lyon's face would become wondering. "I wonder if there's more around here..." But her spoken question would be answered by a sudden fluttering of wings and screaches, and several bats would suddenly swoop down upon the two of them, several more bats landing on Lyon's shoulder and head, and a few trying to do the same to Elghinn, but several getting caught in her hair like the squirel before, only causing Lyon to laugh a bit more.

Lyon nodded at her, then saying, "I can understand that, and I guess wolves are kind of nice, but yes, these little guys are cute, and yes, they're /deffinately/ fluffy." Lyon would then say, indignantly, suddenly taking one of the bats off her shoulder and moving forward, holding the bat lightly so that it could fly away if it wanted to, but for some odd reason, it wasn't. Lyon then walked forward and stuck the hand that held the bat out to Elghinn, saying with a small smile, "Here, feel. They're very fluffy and soft, too." But in just a few seconds, as there would still be bats circling around their heads, several more would land on Lyon's outstretched arm, seemingly drawn to her for some unknown reason.

Lyon would look startled at the sudden yelp and blink as the bat would then fly away. She would look after the bad wistfully as it joined the other flying creatures that circled above their heads and lowered her arm, watching then as the bats that had landed on her arm clung to the fabric covering said arm, looking comical as they would then be seemingly standing sideways on her hanging limb. Her face would fall just slightly, but she would cover it up with a small smirk and say softly, "Felt like velvet, right...?"

The clanking that would mark Lyon's progess behind her, however, did not come as the woman would have expected. Instead, she would still see the bats that were circling above a part of the forest, deep within, and she could tell that Lyon had stayed in the same spot Elghinn had just left. Lyon of course, would continue petting the bats, enjoying the feeling of velvet and fur. Lyon had a feeling of excitement here that she hadn't felt in a long time, being not only surrounded by the very shadows that she controls so well, but being surrounded by creatures that seemed to flock to her endlessly. In fact, Lyon didn't really want to leave, and by the time that she actually realized Elghinn was no where in sight or hearing range, it was already full-blown night time, and the wind was howling through the trees as the large wolves had howled before. The tempeture had dropped to an almost freezing 34 degrees, but it didn't seem to bother Lyon. Instead, she simply leaned backward against a tree, still standing in the clearing, stroking and petting and playing with the bats that continued to flock around her, a small smile on her face.

But before Elghinn made it to the girl's dormitories, a bat suddenly flew overhead, not landing on her but instead landing in front of her, on a small, growing tree in the garden. It's beady black eyes would look at her curiously, almost ominously, giving Elghinn a small fright and sending a chill down her spine. It would just be the lone bat, but still...