[Mist seeps in under the door, just a tendril at first -- but when he spots the ball of feathers, the chess set, and the open laptop, the rest of him follows. The cloud rolls slowly across the room, exploratory, noting what's here...before coming to hover near the Ring-Spirit's talons. The little cloud rolls over and over itself, endless and slow, worried but not agitated.
The voice seems to come from the whole cloud at once, though it's quiet, not much more than a whisper.]
I'm here, Ring-Spirit.
[He stays mist, in case the harpy's startled and lashes out without meaning to, but two glowing eyes can be seen inside the cloud, around eye-height for the harpy.]
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Date: 2022-04-16 10:02 pm (UTC)The voice seems to come from the whole cloud at once, though it's quiet, not much more than a whisper.]
I'm here, Ring-Spirit.
[He stays mist, in case the harpy's startled and lashes out without meaning to, but two glowing eyes can be seen inside the cloud, around eye-height for the harpy.]