[Perhaps the language barrier wouldn't be such an issue...after all there can be just as much, if not more, said in silence and body language than in words, and with more truth and honesty. Sabriel can't help but blush a little at the affectionate gesture from the Traveler, sitting back a little with a shy smile.
When it had sung earlier and showed that mark it was like it was letting go of a burst of wind...almost like how she had whistled her Paperwing into flight. Tipping her head in thought she takes a deep breath and lets out a soft, low whistle, imbued with the Charter marks for a gathering breeze. She didn't want the wind to blow the little person away after all but she wanted to show it what she could.
Small golden marks float on her whistled breath as a small wind circles around them both, tugging lightly at the Traveler's cloak.]
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When it had sung earlier and showed that mark it was like it was letting go of a burst of wind...almost like how she had whistled her Paperwing into flight. Tipping her head in thought she takes a deep breath and lets out a soft, low whistle, imbued with the Charter marks for a gathering breeze. She didn't want the wind to blow the little person away after all but she wanted to show it what she could.
Small golden marks float on her whistled breath as a small wind circles around them both, tugging lightly at the Traveler's cloak.]