Sora, unable to contain herself turned to the companion she had come to call Pookie and said in an excited tone towards it, “Someones inside the forest, let’s go.” She could see the creature did not want to go anywhere.
Sora then cried out to Pookie, who looked confused, “We have to find them common!” Without hesitation, Sora started running towards the faint music that was in the vast forest. The music she heard was a soft eerie tune that Sora found alluring and mystic. Unfortunately, the music was hard to follow as the noise vibrated off the trees and echoed through the forest, making it hard to pinpoint. “The noise,” or she corrected herself, “The music,” was beginning to grow ever louder the closer she got, finally narrowing down where it was coming from. Without thinking about what danger lies before her or what trouble awaited her when she found the musician. Sora kept running towards the sounds, trying to find the source. For some odd reason, it almost seemed her feet had a mind of their own as they followed the sounds, taking her in directions she did not want to go, but it seemed the right way.
The music had enthralled them, and she could not control herself while running at top speed, branches hitting her in the face leaving small scratches on her soft skin, but she continued, unable to slow down, running through the bushes and down into the ditches, jumping off the little hillsides. Then, finally, Sora could hear the music as clear as day. The music was lovely; whoever was playing it had talent.
Looking at the exhausted Pookie, Sora turned to the confused Bat and said, “We are almost there.” Pookie, who was barely keeping up, continued to flap its wings and give it everything it had to keep up.
Sora started to walk now out of breath herself. She cleared a few bushes ahead of them and arrived before a giant tree stump surrounded by tall grass and located by a giant metal gate that led to something. “I can't see...” Sora said to Pookie, next saying, “What a beautiful place. I wonder who lives here.”
Sora then turned to her right to see a short woman or kid standing there with their back turned to her. She could tell from their height the person was young. Sora could tell they looked sort of human by their build but had different features, one being long pointed ears; she was not very tall, being roughly 138 cm with beautiful long red hair.
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Sora continued to inspect the first person she had seen in this new world. The girl before her was wearing a simple outfit, but it was made out of leather, sporting a straw hat with a dark amber vest. It had beautiful craftsmanship; whoever made that outfit knew a thing or two about sewing. The unknown girl before Sora also wore tight black pants with rugged brown boots on. Above that light, they had on light armour. There was also armour covering her shins with some knee guard. “Hmm, those have seen better days,” Sora said to herself.
With a longbow strapped around her back and a quiver on the ground loaded to the brim with arrows, one feature of this stranger caught her attention she had clear translucent wings formed at her back. The musician turned her back, so she did not hear or see Sora run-up, but just then, she slowly began turning, hearing sticks snap, facing her with her eyes closed. Sora listened as she continued to play her flute still, unaware of her.
When she turned around and opened her eye's spotting Sora, she could see her eyes were Aqua blue. The girl's reaction to her presence was sudden jolting back. The woman immediately stopped playing her flute the tune echoed for a few seconds in the forest as the light shined through the forest's ceiling on the two. Then, letting out a “gasp” and a girlish scream, “Ah.” The girl then tripped, falling back slightly, her aqua eyes directly looking at Sora's green.
They continued to stare at one another, locked in eye contact with the girl with her mouth wide open as she stared at Sora. Dropping her flute but catching it with her right hand. Sora admired the girl now across from her. This beautiful person who moments ago was playing their instrument, so lovely-like, was also so beautiful. She was standing there scanning the person in front of herself, looking up and down, huffing and puffing the musician choked up while just looking at Sora.
“Hi, my name is Sora. I like the tune you were playing. Can you play more of it?” The girl with wings and pointed ears looked at Sora confused, and then in an unknown language, she started to talk towards Sora, “Ala le loo?” Ala le loo? What the hell is that.”
Confused, Sora scratched her head and stared at the woman. Then a eureka moment happened, and Sora had an Idea. Picking up a stick, Sora began to put it to her mouth and hum a tune and then making a gesture to the other girl she made the hand gesture of playing notes and asked her again. “Play your instrument? It sounds nice!”
Shouting at the girl across from her, the girl began to place her instrument to her lips again, trembling a little bit, and then she started to play a new melody. Sora could hear everything so clear now as the music began to put her in a trance. Bobbing and swaying her head, she began to feel sleepy as the girl across from her continued to play her music from her flute. The tune was warm and soft. It was not loud, and the noises nature made as the wind blew through the tree's branches only made it more magical. Finally, with leaves falling from the tree, Sora started to fall to her knees, and then curling up in a ball, she fell asleep.