Well, that was unexpected. Jigano tilted his head the other direction in bemused bafflement as the owl startled and took off - startled by his voice in its mind, something that a normal owl wouldn't have been able to hear. I didn't mean to startle you... he called after her, his mental voice plaintive and a touch guilty. It was the same thing Remi had done to him when the hawk had seen the fox for the first time, and the bard had been angry and upset over the unwanted mental intrusion. He couldn't blame the owl Attuned for feeling the same, and chasing after her would only scare her worse...
And he didn't want to repeat Remi's mistakes.
A regretful sigh drifted through the Attuned mindlink, if she was still close enough to hear it, but he made no attempt to shift forms and go after her. Ravens didn't fly well at night anyways, and she would easily outpace him in the dark. Instead he turned his attention back to his foxy minions, who had gathered enough sticks for him to begin directing them to place the long ones over the hole, using their noses to nudge them together before placing the next, creating a trap, of sorts, albeit a very obvious one. They didn't understand what they were doing, their minds restless and bored with these seemingly useless, repetitive, unnatural tasks, but he eased his mind into theirs and coaxed them to continue, gently correcting them when they needed more guidance and leaning a bit harder to get them to keep at it when they tried to break free of the compulsion.
And he didn't want to repeat Remi's mistakes.
A regretful sigh drifted through the Attuned mindlink, if she was still close enough to hear it, but he made no attempt to shift forms and go after her. Ravens didn't fly well at night anyways, and she would easily outpace him in the dark. Instead he turned his attention back to his foxy minions, who had gathered enough sticks for him to begin directing them to place the long ones over the hole, using their noses to nudge them together before placing the next, creating a trap, of sorts, albeit a very obvious one. They didn't understand what they were doing, their minds restless and bored with these seemingly useless, repetitive, unnatural tasks, but he eased his mind into theirs and coaxed them to continue, gently correcting them when they needed more guidance and leaning a bit harder to get them to keep at it when they tried to break free of the compulsion.
