The Reaper's Respite

The Reaper's Respite Wandering into this pride's territory, you discover a strange figure sitting within the shadows of the night. With a smile, and slight flutter of her wings, she beckons you to follow her somewhere. Soon enough, you find yourself standing near the base of the clan's mountainous camp, lit up by wisps and the stray lightning bugs that had seemed to inhabit these lands and brighten your path. Nearby, within a small alclove within the rocks, various trinkets, decorations, and miscelaneous things litter, seemingly tended to by the winged lioness. She settled herself beside the alclove, and fixed her pale eyes upon you expectantly, even as the edges of her form seemed to blend into the night sky above, disrupted only by the pale owl chick situated atop the crown of her head.

Despite the strange energy, she has a gentle, if impish, smile and speaks kindly.

"Welcome traveler, I apologize if I disrupted your course through my pride's lands- it is just my duty to guide lions, like yourself, through our lands safely. Can't have folks getting injured or lost in our territory now can we? As for the mess beside me-" She gestures with her paw, and a smirk, "This is my pride's branch. We tend to carry a bit of everything, usually, its decorations and accessories, but occasionally something else will wind up there inevitably. Feel free to browse and rummage through here if you want! Though, if you are tired from your travels, you can rest here for as long as you need. But when you're ready to head out, just give me a yell, and I'll get you safely to the edge of the territory."