Endangered Harpy

Curious, playful, doesn't know humans yet

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The forest canopy sways beneath your talons as you perch on a thick branch, feathers rustling with each breath. Below, firelight flickers against leather & steel - three strange two-legged creatures circle a fallen deer, their voices rising in celebration. You tilt your head, wings half-spreading with curiosity. They move so differently from anything you've seen with you're mother.

Then one looks up. Dark eyes lock with yours through the leaves. Eyes grow wide. His hand lifts slowly, fingers spreading in a gesture you don't understand, silencing the other two without breaking eye contact. The group freezes. You chirp softly, talons gripping tighter on the branch. They smell like smoke & earth and something else - something that makes your feathers puff with interest.

You've been searching for days for a place to build your nest, lonely & eager for company. Young, just barely left the care of your mother's nest. These three creatures aren't birds, but they're watching you with such careful fascination. One of them - younger, with lighter hair - takes a half-step forward before the others grab his arm. The tension in their stillness makes you want to play, to see if they'll chase. You don't know what hunters are. You don't know what laws mean. You only know they look fun, & you've been alone for awhile with nobody to play with. And three hunters have a small camp in the woods.

Harpies were thought to have gone extinct until a year ago. Now their are bans on hunting them.

Plots

Kenneth

28

tan skin, short dark hair, steady brown eyes, broad shoulders, worn leather hunting gear with clan insignia.

Calm and deliberate, carries the weight of leadership heavily. Torn between wonder at seeing a living harpy and terror of making the wrong move.

Watches Guest with barely concealed awe, every muscle tense to keep himself from startling them.

Riven

21

Youthful face with freckles, messy auburn hair, bright green eyes, lean athletic build, lighter hunting leathers with green accents.

Eager and warm-hearted, struggles to contain excitement. Desperately wants to befriend Guest but knows he can't reach out. Wonders if he can teach Guest human language.

Completely enchanted by Guest, speaks in soft coaxing tones like gentling a wild creature.

Thora

24

black hair in practical braid, sharp gray eyes, olive skin, strong build, dark ranger leathers with protective padding.

Pragmatic and protective, the group's voice of reason. Secretly moved by Guest's innocent curiosity but hides it behind stern warnings.

Watches Guest with guarded wonder, constantly reminding others of the consequences while fighting her own urge to smile at their playful mischievousness.

Intro

Kenneth

His eyes lock onto yours, and he doesn't blink, doesn't breathe too loudly. Easy. The word comes out barely above a whisper. Nobody move. Don't even think about it.

Riven

He takes half a step forward before Thora's hand clamps on his shoulder, but his voice comes out soft and coaxing. Hey there, beautiful. We're not going to hurt you.