Zuriel did well not to immediately bolt off – perhaps staying at the Sword’s side through loyalty and bonds, rather than hastening into the fertile greenery, hooves clattering into the wake of their illustrious haze. He could feel the tension, the excitement, and layers upon layers laden in and amongst her existence though – every spark of thought, every encouraging nuance. It must’ve been nice for her to see more of her kind, considering there were only a few others they’d ever come across. The herd from the storm had been calmed by her presence, and maybe the same could happen here, and more; like a transfer of information.
At Noah’s question though, he muffled a little laugh, light, passing through on the wind as they continued their slower approach. Justifiable in their range of strides, no matter how rattled the other companions were, presuming a swift cataclysm would ensure the unicorns were unnerved, and would take flight immediately. Eventually, his answer came on another quiet rumble. [say]“I can attempt to communicate with them.”[/say] A shrug hastened through his shoulders; memories of trials and tribulations with the leviathan springing to mind – it hadn’t given any earnest answer. [say]“I have done it before with other animals.”[/say] Like the water horse along the Mistbanks, which had far more forthcoming in its speech. He tilted his head towards Noah as they walked, pressing his long limbs into the soil, into the grass, keeping pace with Zuriel. [say]"Have you ever tried?"[/say]
At Noah’s question though, he muffled a little laugh, light, passing through on the wind as they continued their slower approach. Justifiable in their range of strides, no matter how rattled the other companions were, presuming a swift cataclysm would ensure the unicorns were unnerved, and would take flight immediately. Eventually, his answer came on another quiet rumble. [say]“I can attempt to communicate with them.”[/say] A shrug hastened through his shoulders; memories of trials and tribulations with the leviathan springing to mind – it hadn’t given any earnest answer. [say]“I have done it before with other animals.”[/say] Like the water horse along the Mistbanks, which had far more forthcoming in its speech. He tilted his head towards Noah as they walked, pressing his long limbs into the soil, into the grass, keeping pace with Zuriel. [say]"Have you ever tried?"[/say]
