[At first she seems almost like some sort of fashionable detail, because the young man himself is brightly dressed, like someone who likes drawing attention to himself. And while nondescript in shade, in sunlight her feathers dazzle with iridescence, a veritable rainbow of color which belie the more subtle coloration on such places which don't get displayed much. The white tail feathers peek out occasionally, glimmering like a hidden jewel.
You'd assume, from the look of it, that this is a shallow man and his shallow daemon, fixed only on appearances; the same which is often said in ill spirits about those with butterflies and the like by their side.
But perhaps something else is hinted at in the way she moves, dumpy little thing that she still is. She's not a picture of studied grace, not like the man at all, and when not perching on his person she seems just as content to run along on the ground as she is to fly. Her name is Nyssa, a name which doesn't sound like much, but the meaning of it is 'beginning'. And those eyes with their white iris framing the pupil, like the contrast between snow and earth... they don't seem to miss much, bright with curiosity and attention. So perhaps the surface is just that, a surface, and perhaps they both like it that way.]
IC that translates to...
You'd assume, from the look of it, that this is a shallow man and his shallow daemon, fixed only on appearances; the same which is often said in ill spirits about those with butterflies and the like by their side.
But perhaps something else is hinted at in the way she moves, dumpy little thing that she still is. She's not a picture of studied grace, not like the man at all, and when not perching on his person she seems just as content to run along on the ground as she is to fly. Her name is Nyssa, a name which doesn't sound like much, but the meaning of it is 'beginning'. And those eyes with their white iris framing the pupil, like the contrast between snow and earth... they don't seem to miss much, bright with curiosity and attention. So perhaps the surface is just that, a surface, and perhaps they both like it that way.]