Noah tied the bundle quickly, feeling the tense muscles beneath Zuriel's skin as he did. The mare was so alert, all of the companions were, but her especially. These were her kin, as distant they surely did not know, but still kin.
Eira chirped and danced around Noah, Deimos, and Belial, feeding off the energy from the other two companions. Her golden eyes were wide and bright, and her tail whipped this way and that with her full curiosity. The fur at the base of her tail puffed, and the feathers around her nape stood on end. She was not really sure what was happening, in her young age, but she felt all of the energy of the group. "Do non-companion unicorns communicate with words?" Noah asked, totally unaware that an attuned could have the strength of ability to speak to such creatures. He knew that animals without much magic were easy to communicate with, to call, to command, but the idea of something so pure in magical energy such as a unicorn being able to be communicated with over attuned links was something the hunter hadn't fathomed.
Noah Olson When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows what it's like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise |
