Ugh, where is it!
Stygia's eyes narrowed as her massive, streamlined body cut through the late afternoon air. Damned elven ruins and their well camoflauged locations! How the hell was she supposed to spot a stone entrance no larger than a man through this foliage?
Shaking her head, she decided to circle about, but that was right about the time she heard a very distinct sound.
Whistling?
She focused on the source, and her silent wings brought her down lower so she could pick up a scent. She picked up the distinct smell of a man, combined with... elf?
An elf, then. A wanderer of the woods? She could smell the wilderness on him.
Perfect.
In a silent flash of black smoke, Stygia shifted into her half-human form, and glided down on her wings a fair distance away from the elf. Once she landed, she assumed a completely human fom, and, after a moment's consideration, decided to add a point to her ears and to make her skin just a bit fairer.
Her wings folded around her body and turned into a functional, yet form-catching travel robe, complete with a white shawl to go around her neck and over her head. The travel robe didn't show much skin, as she paired it with silk gloves that went up to the elbows and black boots with a little bit of heel to them, but it captured her perfect curves and plentiful features in a way that eluded words.
A pack to complete the look, and she merely opted to walk until she'd intersect with the wanderer's path, hoping to draw his attention by making sure to walk as casually through the woods as possible, stepping on any twigs in her path with prejudice.