The lady of the north wanders through the snow, in the far off distance she can see the glow,
The glow of fires lit at the campsite edge, suspecting that humans are now burrowing into their beds.
She wonders whether or not she should go, until she sees a cryst who carries about his neck a bough
of leaves and decor of the wintery season.
Curious she watches as the creatures crystals, green bright, flamed and crackling,
light it like a spirit through the snow, and so it's revealed it's not humans, but a crystalanian that had shown.
Turning on her heels she leaves, wandering away back to the trees where she will continue
to hunt until she sees a human hunting her own breed.
~+~
beautiful job on all of these Skrits! :"D
The glow of fires lit at the campsite edge, suspecting that humans are now burrowing into their beds.
She wonders whether or not she should go, until she sees a cryst who carries about his neck a bough
of leaves and decor of the wintery season.
Curious she watches as the creatures crystals, green bright, flamed and crackling,
light it like a spirit through the snow, and so it's revealed it's not humans, but a crystalanian that had shown.
Turning on her heels she leaves, wandering away back to the trees where she will continue
to hunt until she sees a human hunting her own breed.
~+~
beautiful job on all of these Skrits! :"D