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At this point, Loren wasn’t sure he could release the ningo even if he wanted to. Still, he tried to shift so that his teeth weren’t quite at the bird’s throat, and used his paws instead of his claws to try and hold it down. As Jigano knelt, and reached for the bird, it stilled. The summoner sent a pulse of appreciation for the bard’s efforts.
It shifted to amusement at the white-haired man’s question. Second. Peter and I took down a deer. Assuming timelines and worms of course. The memory of that triumphant first hunt flashed through him, though under the circumstances he did his best to strangle the emotion down. First time getting caught off guard by fleeing prey though. Sorry. I was lost in scents and the instincts just kind of took over. He was equal parts embarrassed and apologetic, but it had been less than a season since he'd been blessed by Frey and he was still getting used to it.
It shifted to amusement at the white-haired man’s question. Second. Peter and I took down a deer. Assuming timelines and worms of course. The memory of that triumphant first hunt flashed through him, though under the circumstances he did his best to strangle the emotion down. First time getting caught off guard by fleeing prey though. Sorry. I was lost in scents and the instincts just kind of took over. He was equal parts embarrassed and apologetic, but it had been less than a season since he'd been blessed by Frey and he was still getting used to it.
Never judge a book by its cover.
