loren
Grinning, Loren crossed his arms. ”Really? You sure about that? In that case, I want to see him try to flatten you as a dragon while he’s a tiger.” Then, however, his smile faded as he listened to Jigano explain what he'd once been. "I'm glad you're happy with your current shifts." The smile came back, albeit more gently than before.
The Launceleyn hesitated. "Well. As I said, I didn't get a good look at them. They were wolflike, though, and definitely traveled in a group." Again, he shrugged. "Between the squash and the flowers, it wouldn't surprise me if more vegetation started attacking us." He made a show of peering at the fields, squinting suspiciously at them. Then he turned back to the white-haired man. "Do I want to know what a Wicker Woman is?" Loren's tone indicated that he very much wanted to know.
The Launceleyn hesitated. "Well. As I said, I didn't get a good look at them. They were wolflike, though, and definitely traveled in a group." Again, he shrugged. "Between the squash and the flowers, it wouldn't surprise me if more vegetation started attacking us." He made a show of peering at the fields, squinting suspiciously at them. Then he turned back to the white-haired man. "Do I want to know what a Wicker Woman is?" Loren's tone indicated that he very much wanted to know.
Never judge a book by its cover.
