RONIN
Ah, Deimos. Merry little band we’ve got, here. Ronin, oblivious of course to any tension between the two men (perhaps deliberately so, given the Attuned bond), turns his attention to what Sunjata would have of them. Digging is not going to be his strong point given that he has hooves rather than paws and claws, but equally it’s still probably going to be easier going than if he were on two legs.
With a huff of acknowledgement - and a snort thrown Jata’s way for the unceremonious booping of a tail - Ronin heads out to work as well. His hooves make short work of the tougher ground, allowing him to break through it and into the softer sands beneath. From there it’s a matter of shifting the earth - a task that he knows how to do, even if luxere are not renowned for it.
With a huff of acknowledgement - and a snort thrown Jata’s way for the unceremonious booping of a tail - Ronin heads out to work as well. His hooves make short work of the tougher ground, allowing him to break through it and into the softer sands beneath. From there it’s a matter of shifting the earth - a task that he knows how to do, even if luxere are not renowned for it.
