Swamp. Stiryx was in a swamp. She sighed, as she waded around, trying to get to the cover of the trees. Her head low, her tail swaying aimlessly behind her. She needed to find cover, or more like she wanted to. Soon, she came across a large out cove, seemingly with someone already there. She peered in, trying to catch a glimpse. There seemed to be four, and she almost jumped when she saw the scordrak. She retreated a little, just out of their view. She wasn't sure if it would be safe to go in. She liked to meet others, liked to help. She took a step back, stepping on a brittle twig. Crud, you see it happen everywhere but don't expext it to happen to yourself, she thought, hoping the sound wasn't too loud. Cautiously, she looked around, although she knew no one else was there. She stood there, not moving.
[[ I just put Stiryx in my pen, but with no details, just a picture and species, so I'm still working on her, so her personality for now would be something like... Kind, likes making friends, likes to help, doesn't really like to fight. Sorry it was so late, I had a lot of homework ]]
Kodiak lifted his head, alert. "Did anyone else hear that?" he thought out loud.