The crags were a nice spot when he wasn't chilling out with Rurik in Diveen. Today, he was lounging on top of a rock, legs spread eagle and in the air as he stared at the sky. The temperatures were cooler than the typical summer, but he didn't mind. His swirling mind was focused on the heavens. The clouds were speaking to him today about their adventures and the blues and greens that seemed to reflect around their nearly pristine hue.

His tongue was hanging out of his mouth even as he dropped his head back. Even upside down, the grey colored stone spoke to him too. Though the rock spoke in more of a grinding rumble compared to the softness of the sky and wind. Still, Ophi listened. The light colored male liked the feeling it gave him when he tried different things to get to this... enlightened state. A somewhat cheesy grin crossed his maw as the stone said someone else was nearby. "No... Just us today..." he drawled.

But as his own voice trailed away, something else caught his ear. Ophi's ears twitched. It was heavenly! He rolled over a bit too quickly and ended up falling off his perch with a resounding thud. His head swam for a moment. The boy shook himself right, listening to the amplified voice in awe. Were the Gods singing to him? He padded along, following the sound until his bright blue-violet eyes were locked onto her. It was as if he could see her song on the wind!

He padded a bit closer, but still remaining at a reasonable pace. "Are you... an angel? Only angels would have voices like that," he said quietly, barely loud enough that she might hear. Yes, she had to be an angel sent from the heavens to have such a beautiful voice.