[b]"Why so fast?"[/b]

[color=moccasin]"Hm?"[/color] Isa mumbled, comically nonchalant as she skidded to a halt and turned to face the voice that had seemed to be speaking to her. It took her a moment to process the tall female feren before her and the instrument in her hand, but when she did, she nearly lost her shit. Her face went pale for a moment as she simply stared at Sylvia Sterling.

[color=moccasin]"S-Syl-Sylvia... St-STERLING!"[/color] She shouted, her eyes growing wide. [color=moccasin]"I'm sorry, I was just... this was... I'm not... I'm sorry!"[/color] She mumbled, bowing deeply in apologize. As she did so, her wings flopped around her, hanging to the floor in a lump of embarrassed bird feren.

[i]I'm dead.[/i]

[i]So dead.[/i]

[i]Like... if I were a corpse I wouldn't be this dead.[/i]

[i]Wait, that didn't make sense...[/i]

[i]Speaking of things that don't make sense, why is Sylvia here?[/i]

At the thought. Isa slowly raised up her head to look at Syliva. [color=moccasin]"Why are you here?"[/color] She blurted out. As she realized the rudeness of her tone, her eyes went wide, but it was too late. It was out. 

Isabelline Carter was a dead bird.

[@Driving Park]