[ The bait is taken, but not by a deer or other native creature. A floppy eared beagle comes bounding out of the underbrush excitedly, following the pleasant sound in search of its source. He barks cheerfully in greeting and then tries to howl along in tune, the sound of something else following him through the thawing snow not far behind, along with a shout.
Poe would have followed Bey even without the music pulling him along, but when he spots his animas dancing about around Nike his head tilts slightly to one side. The somewhat shorter than usual half-elf wears Krimnos' colors, though not the official clothes of a knight. He hadn't yet found his way back to his old position though he was working on it.
He doesn't interrupt her song, brushing snow off a nearby boulder and taking a seat, his bow slung over his back. He doesn't seem concerned, a small grin tugging at one corner of his lip at Bey's cheerful antics. ]
Thaw
Poe would have followed Bey even without the music pulling him along, but when he spots his animas dancing about around Nike his head tilts slightly to one side. The somewhat shorter than usual half-elf wears Krimnos' colors, though not the official clothes of a knight. He hadn't yet found his way back to his old position though he was working on it.
He doesn't interrupt her song, brushing snow off a nearby boulder and taking a seat, his bow slung over his back. He doesn't seem concerned, a small grin tugging at one corner of his lip at Bey's cheerful antics. ]