Huginn, Muninn | See and Hear. | Whisper all | In Odin's ear.
"And now I know,” Rance replied, flashing a grin. Someone who turned into a cat that size really shouldn’t be so shy, in Rance’s opinion. But, by that same token, it was probably better that he didn’t instead see Rance as prey. Not that every Attuned thought in the same terms about their animal forms, he was slowly coming to realize.
Rance listened to Oliver’s goals for the puddle visit, carefully picking over the tree roots to where he’d spotted the pools of water. The apology and blush at the end brought had Rance huffing a slightly amused breath. Oh, if only they’d been at a bar, or a town dance, or anywhere that wasn’t in the middle of a dangerous forest. The was no missing that Oliver was cute and there was no denying the brief image of those cheeks blushing for another reason entirely. But they had a goal and this really wasn’t the place to be finding hookups. So, he pretended not to have heard the apology and replied, "Established yourself here? As in, the Greatwood? I thought only fae lived around here.” Of course, he hadn’t met any of the local fae, yet, so who was to say Oliver wasn’t one? "And you might want to be careful with wishes like that, a god might here you.” No matter what world, Rance wasn’t going to start believing that drawing the gods’ notice was a good thing any time soon.
Rance listened to Oliver’s goals for the puddle visit, carefully picking over the tree roots to where he’d spotted the pools of water. The apology and blush at the end brought had Rance huffing a slightly amused breath. Oh, if only they’d been at a bar, or a town dance, or anywhere that wasn’t in the middle of a dangerous forest. The was no missing that Oliver was cute and there was no denying the brief image of those cheeks blushing for another reason entirely. But they had a goal and this really wasn’t the place to be finding hookups. So, he pretended not to have heard the apology and replied, "Established yourself here? As in, the Greatwood? I thought only fae lived around here.” Of course, he hadn’t met any of the local fae, yet, so who was to say Oliver wasn’t one? "And you might want to be careful with wishes like that, a god might here you.” No matter what world, Rance wasn’t going to start believing that drawing the gods’ notice was a good thing any time soon.
