Kerva

-out, her feathers around her neck puffing up visibly, a nervous laugh escaped her before she tried again. "Um, hello! I'm Kerva. It's a pleasure to meet you!" A happy chirp escaped her, as she gave a soft, gentle smile towards the other.

Kerva stepped forward with happy, soft hoot as she gave a little bow, lifting her dress up just enough as her knees bent. When she straightened up, there was a slight bounce, making her hop an inch off the ground. "HI!" It came out a bit high pitched, a crack in her voice. She straightened herself-

Kerva took her own bed roll, gripping it a bit tightly. Aro had been nice, she had to remind herself but she prayed that the voice wouldn't visit her tonight. She set up bed roll, somewhere near Gav. "Well, good night, everyone!", she added a playful chirp and placed her head down.

-me a place to travel with them." She kept giving Gav side glances before she was aware of how much she was looking, casting her eyes instead up towards the sky. "We've been traveling ever since." She then right back to the remaining soup, not quite sure how Aro would react. So far he had been nice.

-whenever the storm clouds gather. I've always had an affinity for storm magics since I was born. My mum and papa said I was born during one so...." Her gaze fell for a moment. It hurt to think of her parents, even after all this time. "I left to find out why. Then I met Gav and Rena. They offered-

"She sounds nice. I'd love to meet her." She took another spoonful, her shoulders dropping slightly. Gav and Rena had trusted her reason to leave the village, even if she left out some... unsavory details. "I, um, I left my village because... well, I sometimes... at night... hear a voice calling me-

-She fell silent, feeling she was being too much now, going back to eating the soup, still swinging her feet a bit but with a little less enthusiasm.

-she was practically bouncing as she sat and ate. She was more than eager to accept Aro into their group, even if it was temporary. She had Gav and Rena but a new friend was always welcome. "Do you think we can visit this life long friend of yours too? I mean, i-if its not too much of a bother?"-

She had set the first plate down when Aro handed her the second. "More? Yum! Thank you, Aro!" There was a chirp as she spoke, now clearly carefree. She took a spoonful, let a satisfied hoot escape her, her feet swinging as she ate. "You're more than welcome! We can always have more friends!" -

-to work on was letting herself relax around others without Rena and Gav reassuring her but at least now, that moment passed.

-asked, taking a peck of the food, her feathers puffing up along with a small vibration leaving her. "Oh, wow! This is really good!" She took more pecks, not forgetting her manners unlike Gav, still keeping her attention on Aro, finally more relaxed than she was a few minutes ago. Something she had-

"That's.." She glanced back at Gav before looking at Aro. "A lot for one person." She picked up a plate, settling down on a near by log. "This is a lot for one person." There was a hint of sadness in her voice as she gently lifted the food, looking at Aro. "How long have you been traveling?" She -

-neck puffing up in embarrassment. "Not that that's a bad thing!" She waved her hands from left to right in front of her, as if dismissing how awkward she felt. It wasn't working. "I'm just... not used to it, is all."

-to meet you, Aro." She took a look at the fire, slowly taking in the campsite, finding the food with ease. Her stomach was grumbling but manners first. "Are you... by yourself? I don't think I've seen people alone in these parts." She felt like she was saying the wrong thing, feathers around her-

Kerva looked at Aro, then to Gav. "How.... " She let a small smile form, shaking her head, relief washing over her. "I-we were worried. Well, Rena was more annoyed." She took a deep breath. "But you're okay, as usual." She then walked past Gav, towards Aro, a bounce in her step. "Hi. Kerva, nice-

-closer to Gav, defensive, realizing in her flight that her hood had been pulled back, pulling it back on, covering the white of her feathers that puffed up due to the distress she was feeling, eyes narrowed, very conscious of everything around them. "Gav? Is he.....?"

-under the cloak she wore, same color as her simple green dress. Kerva almost ran into Gav, a tackling hug but she stopped just short of him, standing inches apart. "There you are! You can't keep running off...." her voice trailed off once she saw the giant knight standing by the fire, moving-

-faster and faster until she saw the clearing. She saw Gav and on instinct, dove right down, letting out a hoot to let Rena know, if she could distinct herself from the less humanoid owls of the forest. "Gav? Gav!" She all but yelled out, landing towards him, her wings tucking back behind her-

She had been flying high for a while, knowing Rena was close by but Kerva flew with such an urgency that she clearly left the older woman behind. It was then she saw a bright light in the distance: fire. It had to be and fire was Gav's trademark. She steered herself towards it, beating her wings-

"He's.... getting better?" She fidgeted a little. "We have to find him."

-taking the opportunity one morning, after Rena had left them to find jobs to fulfill, to grab a freshly baked loaf of bread to share with Gav. Just the two of them. A simple little mundane thing. Something she wouldn't trade for anything else.

-while Gav seemed unbothered. She wasn't sure if he felt the same way she felt, too afraid to ask, having already lost one home already, she didn't want to ruin what she had with Gav. So, she kept it to herself, focusing on the voice from afar. Finally, settling in Teziir for the time being-

-spoke to her, woke her up, Gav would sit with her until she could calm down enough to sleep again, not once thinking little of her. It meant the world to her. She would be there for him as much as he was for her, Rena making small, fun, observable comments. Kerva would almost lose her composure-

-extended a hand, to travel with them. Kerva couldn't contain her excitement, eagerly accepting. She had two new friends that didn't think odd of her. The last three months were the best time she'd had in a very long time. They would make their way south, to warmer weather. When the voice at night-

-before. The Elf helped her to calm down, reassuring her, warm and friendly. She had forgotten what that felt like. When they shared why they were traveling, she reluctantly shared her own and received no judgement. Instead, the Elf, introducing himself as Gavwen Arajeon and the druid, Rena Rafisur-

-Flying across the skies. It would be a day before she would come across two travellers, holding ground against a wounded drake. The Elf almost had their head bitten off when she commanded the very lightning inside her to strike it down. She panicked, of course, because she had never taken a life-

-It would be better if you left."

Her own friends, eventually her own family, began to see her as some kind of burden. Taking the side of the neighbors and strangers. She had decided, one day, to do just that. Taking what she could, she would follow this storm, seeking out its source. -

-that some kind of being in the storm would call out, asking her to follow, to approach it. Her fascination only grew with each passing day, excited at first to talk to others about it. Before they would curse her.

"A storm deity in the night sky? You're inviting trouble, trouble we don't want.-

"There she goes again."

The familiar disgust, spat at her with the same venom she had grown so accustomed to. Even among her own people, far to the north, was she an outsider. She couldn't help it that the night sky would call to her, that lightning and thunder would play at her finger tips-