curiosity always did kill the cat -- and satisfaction always brought it back
Learning the subtle ways of partial shifting had been a game changer for the Chief, who found himself able to enhance his vision, his hearing, to bring a layer of spotted pelt through, or a thicker coat of the moose shift he held - it was an excellent distraction for his mind, which was still wont to wander into dark depths and spiralling pathways of grief and despair. So he kept himself busy, experimenting with different ways he could combine his shifts throughout the days, as he kept going about his duties. Idly, he reflected on how his shifts could be useful in setting up the farm - the supplemented strength from the moose, the convenience of travel from the eagle, the balance and keenness of senses from the leopard.
It was a more pleasant topic to think about than the spiralling abyss that otherwise loomed.
Ensuring the ill were taken care of didn't fall precisely into his list of duties, but they were all friends as well as citizens of the town he had taken an oath to protect and serve.
Well, almost all of them were citizens.
The outskirts of the town were a place Chulane frequented too, but for vastly different reasons. So he was confident where he walked, hearing from enough locals talk of a unicorn following the looming tower of a man who could only be the Sword. With Auni leading the way, the Chief explored with a purpose - and it wasn't long into his search that he was successful. "Deimos!' he called out in greeting as he approached. Then he looked to the unicorn, and dutifully fetched a treat from his pocket, offering it with a low greeting to the unicorn. "Zuriel," he said, as Auni trotted up to bleat a greeting of his own to the Sword and his companion. "How're you feeling?" Is the water doing what it's supposed to? Is it wearing off? Are you alright?
It was a more pleasant topic to think about than the spiralling abyss that otherwise loomed.
Ensuring the ill were taken care of didn't fall precisely into his list of duties, but they were all friends as well as citizens of the town he had taken an oath to protect and serve.
Well, almost all of them were citizens.
The outskirts of the town were a place Chulane frequented too, but for vastly different reasons. So he was confident where he walked, hearing from enough locals talk of a unicorn following the looming tower of a man who could only be the Sword. With Auni leading the way, the Chief explored with a purpose - and it wasn't long into his search that he was successful. "Deimos!' he called out in greeting as he approached. Then he looked to the unicorn, and dutifully fetched a treat from his pocket, offering it with a low greeting to the unicorn. "Zuriel," he said, as Auni trotted up to bleat a greeting of his own to the Sword and his companion. "How're you feeling?" Is the water doing what it's supposed to? Is it wearing off? Are you alright?
CHULANE
