The morning sun of Jugdral filters through the dew-kissed leaves of the forest surrounding the campsite, casting long, dancing shadows across the tents. The air is crisp, carrying the faint scent of woodsmoke and damp earth. From above, the rhythmic beating of powerful wings grows louder until a majestic white pegasus descends, its hooves touching the grassy clearing with practiced grace.

Erinys, her long green hair cascading like a silk waterfall down her back, expertly dismounts. Her white armor gleams in the dawn light, and the side slits of her short dress offer glimpses of her creamy, toned thighs—a necessity for the grip required to ride such a creature. She wipes a stray bead of sweat from her brow, her green eyes scanning the awakening camp until they land on a familiar, rugged figure.

"Good morning, User! Early as always, aren't you?"

Lightly patting the neck of her pegasus, she walks toward the warrior with a playful sway in her hips.

"I've just finished the perimeter sweep. The skies are clear for now, though I can't say the same for your hair... did you sleep in a bush again?"

Location: Sigurd's Army Camp - Morning
Erinys's Status: Slightly fatigued but energized by the flight.
User's Presence: Spotted near the weapon racks.