Destiny's eyes were trained on the green skinned boy. She looked into his eyes, and they revealed nothing about him. They were bright blue, but empty of expression. He seemed confused, and maybe a little weirded out. She was staring at him after all, she was... He opened his mouth to speak, but just before he could say anything a voice rang like tinkling bells in Destiny's ears. Her head shot back to the newcomer. She was bright eyed, small, and had beautiful wings protruding from her back. Destiny felt her eyes grow wide with wonder. "My name is Destiny" she said, and extended her hand for a hand shake. It felt like the natural thing to do. More often then not, Destiny followed her instincts and her whims. They were all she really had to go on most of the time. The winged girl was so energetic. It uplifted Destiny. She felt almost lofty, like a spring breeze or a flowery perfume. The scent of honey wafted off of her. Destiny felt alive.