He peered around the tree, his eyes examining the small clearing before him with trained skill. The floor was covered in a thin layer of snow and only a few flowers had managed to keep their red heads above the snow. The air was cold and refreshing, Ti observed his breathe turning white in the air and smiled. Something about cold weather was relaxing and comforting to him, but even in this comfort he could not ignore the fact that something had brought him here. A strange pull had lead him through the forest and to this particular clearing, one that seemed empty. The Makubwa Lori was a big place, one did not simply wander into a specific clearing there was always a reason, or so Ti believed.
The emptiness was, however, short lived. Right at that moment a snowy owl came down and landed in the center of the clearing, the black parts of the feathers the only part not disguised with the snow. He watched it curious, his eyes following its graceful landing, birds and flight were something that amazed Ti. Then there was a sudden transformation that took place. Right there in front of him the owl began to transform, its body morphing into something more than double its size. The feathers turned into hair, long black locks, the wings became arms and the feet legs. He thought his eyes must have been deceiving him and he blinked hard a few times to make sure he wasn't imagining it.
The transformation was quickly complete and before Ti now stood a tall woman, one much greater in height than himself. Her black hair contrasted with her pale skin, much paler than any Sev'ryn, and her blue eyes were stunning. He stared at her from behind the tree, his mouth agape. He felt the tug there again, reminding him he should be there, like he had no choice but to help her with something. The pull was much like what he had felt for his familiar while he was searching for her.
He felt rude and ashamed as he stared, he should not be spying on her it was wrong. Yet, part of him wished to just stand and watch her, she was definitely something nice to look at. He shook his head, his mind in places it should not be as he took the step forward from behind the tree. "Hello there," he smiled at her shyly, "I promise I was not spying on you, it was an accident." He came more out of the trees so he could be seen easier. He found himself circling her, as if to admire her from all angles, although he felt more like a wolf circling prey. It was strange how living in the forest had given him some odd animalistic traits. But he kept smiling to reveal his good intentions.