a tiny star ✧ action
[he wasted little time upon arrival in setting out to understanding just what he has fallen into, from that swell of music to the dimming of the stars...and now, here, where his ring offers little insight that would place him near or far from his last location.
odd. but it would be alright, if only he could take a little initiative.
his ring gives him a constant halo of blue light that stands out rather strikingly in this constant darkness; he is hard to miss as he flies low and with great care to try and find clues out of the people and places here. most of them pay him no heed, but those that chance to crane their necks and look up just a little he will seek to reach out to.
all the while, alien though he is, he comes with a gentle, disarming presence. especially with the sun darkened, perhaps he has more saving to do on this day than he initially thought.]
odd. but it would be alright, if only he could take a little initiative.
his ring gives him a constant halo of blue light that stands out rather strikingly in this constant darkness; he is hard to miss as he flies low and with great care to try and find clues out of the people and places here. most of them pay him no heed, but those that chance to crane their necks and look up just a little he will seek to reach out to.
all the while, alien though he is, he comes with a gentle, disarming presence. especially with the sun darkened, perhaps he has more saving to do on this day than he initially thought.]