@Erik_Deruin, wise idea. Bold italic=Thinking
Italic= Crow-ish/Bird languages
I saw two girls walking on the road towards the Sanctuary. I let out a wolf-ish howl.
"Great Scott! More people?!"
You would think the Sanctuary is the UN. Myan cawed. Try to be a little nicer this time, eh, Buck?
I rolled my eyes, and promptly dropped from the sky and into the branches of a tall tree. The two girls stopped and stared at the dark tree where I landed. The blue jay suddenly shrieked,
Ah! It's the Erl-king! and ducked behind the girl in the blue cloak.
"Erl-king?" I mouthed to Myan.
He sighed. He's a bird that humans fawn over because they are "adorable". hey don't have to be bright.
I laughed and, making my voice higher pitched and gravelly, said, "You dear child, come, go with me! (Very) beautiful games I play with you; Many colorful flowers are on the beach, My mother has many a golden robe."
Myan clacked his beak. You are a cruel girl, Buckler Penryck.
"Don't I know it." I said, stepping out onto the road. They were both wearing cloaks, though the one had her hood pulled up and shielding her face. The other had her full face showing, and a displeased expression. Their eyes widened in amazement at the sight of my wings. I smirked.
"Betcha don't see many people walkin' around with these unfolded, eh?" I asked.
The one narrowed her eyes.
The only place this road leads to is the Sanctuary. Myan said.
"Da." I said, before realizing they couldn't understand him. "You either have wings," I said "Or you work for Lucky. Which is it?"
They glanced at each other, and the hooded one stepped forward. "We have wings." she said. "I'm Rowena, and this is Winter."
Winter nodded curtly. "I'm Buckler Penryck." I said. "The crow is Myanmar, and the wolf spider is Fright." Wow. De ja vu. "Might I be allowed to see your wings?"
Rowena's eyes grew wide with alarm, while Winter extended her right wing. Hmm. Another Avian. Good. The Draconic wouldn't be taking over the Sanctuary after all. I looked at Rowena in expectation.
"I'd prefer not to." she said quietly.
Myan was staring at her, and quietly muttered to me, I smell a fox.
Literal or figurative? I asked.
I noticed the two girls staring at me, and coughed slightly. "Um...do you guys want to take the long way, or the short way up the mountain?"
"What is the long way?" Winter asked. She had a funny accent. Kinda French-y.
"Walking." i responded. "Short way is flying. Also kinda the easy way..."
"We'll walk." Rowena broke in.
"O-kaaay.... Walk it is."