At the first words of Sunjata's explanaion Tal's expression started to fall towards disappointment. He'd clearly been hoping for something big and spectacular, but hope blossomed anew at hearing that it was the same size. And then the revelation of the hydra dropped and the courier's pale eyes grew wide as saucers. "No way," he breathed, clearly impressed as Boreal tilted her head up at her human, amused at his reaction. A smoky burp emerged from the companion and, seeing that his earlier temper had subsided, she stood up and shook herself, moving away to snuffle hopefully at a small hole in the turf that was just about big enough for a small rodent to call home.
"Yeah! I mean... if it won't scare anyone off," he amended sheepishly, shuffling a little further away from the pile of reclaimed materials. "I thought hydras were just in storybooks an' stuff!" Not like dragons or gryphons, which were real enough to touch. Or kill you, if you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"How many heads d'you have?"
"Yeah! I mean... if it won't scare anyone off," he amended sheepishly, shuffling a little further away from the pile of reclaimed materials. "I thought hydras were just in storybooks an' stuff!" Not like dragons or gryphons, which were real enough to touch. Or kill you, if you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"How many heads d'you have?"
