Luna isn't startled so much by the deer, but she's certainly equally just as drawn to follow them. Deer can be trusted, she knows that — although she's not entire sure what to make of the ghostly stag drawing her out into the midst of the Trenchwood like this. It wants to show her something, she thinks. Something important. Something to help her?
(Or rather to help them instead, it will soon enough turn out.)
The dim light of dusk is upon her. She draws her wand with a lighting charm to keep her from tripping through the underbrush. And she's not alone, it seems. In different ways. The beasts around them, howls and snarls in the distance. And... another Sleeper? For a moment she's silently, just staring in a quiet stunned silence. Oh, she recognises him. From the network? Examining something at his feet.
"Oh. Hello." Well. Best either of them isn't completely alone, not with the sounds about them. But her voice is still urgent as she slowly draws near. "What is it? What did you find?"
trust
(Or rather to help them instead, it will soon enough turn out.)
The dim light of dusk is upon her. She draws her wand with a lighting charm to keep her from tripping through the underbrush. And she's not alone, it seems. In different ways. The beasts around them, howls and snarls in the distance. And... another Sleeper? For a moment she's silently, just staring in a quiet stunned silence. Oh, she recognises him. From the network? Examining something at his feet.
"Oh. Hello." Well. Best either of them isn't completely alone, not with the sounds about them. But her voice is still urgent as she slowly draws near. "What is it? What did you find?"