He nodded in approval as Quanil demonstrated the pattern of steps, not seeing any glaring errors that needed correction. That half hour of steady training with earth magic and footwork had paid off, he was happy to see. "That's not a bad idea," he agreed with a chuckle. "It'll get you used to having it near to hand, and once you're better at using it, you'll have a weapon and defense that's never far away." Though he wasn't sure how long his creations would last. Magic had been shifting lately, becoming less powerful in many ways. He had a feeling his constructs might not last as long as Remi's had...
As always, Quanil's questions made him stop and think. He closed his eyes to better focus on the list of books he had looked over in the Atheneum, a thoughtful frown on his face. Isuma chose that moment to come bounding out of the undergrowth, a young mouse held proudly in her beak as the small gryphlet with the head, wings, and foretalons of a snowy owl and the hindquarters and body of a snow leopard returned from her hunt. "Ah... no, I don't believe I've seen any, but we should have some in the Atheneum," he mused apologetically before kneeling down to set his staff aside and catch Isuma up into his arms. "Quanil, have you met Isuma before?"
As always, Quanil's questions made him stop and think. He closed his eyes to better focus on the list of books he had looked over in the Atheneum, a thoughtful frown on his face. Isuma chose that moment to come bounding out of the undergrowth, a young mouse held proudly in her beak as the small gryphlet with the head, wings, and foretalons of a snowy owl and the hindquarters and body of a snow leopard returned from her hunt. "Ah... no, I don't believe I've seen any, but we should have some in the Atheneum," he mused apologetically before kneeling down to set his staff aside and catch Isuma up into his arms. "Quanil, have you met Isuma before?"
