My eyes have come undone
The moose lumbered in as commanded, gruntling lowly and huffing as he lowered his great antlered head. Noah touched the creature's forehead before looping the rope through and betwixt firm antlers, making sure it was secure and firm and in no way would cause harm to his commanded creature. The moose grunted and stepped forward at Noah's mental command, pulling any slack out of the rope as the fae worked above them. At her prompting, Noah and the moose both pulled, steady and slowly, pulling the branch down and free until it came crashing down to the forest floor. "Now where does this need to go?" Noah asked, patting the moose's shoulder in appreciation as it stood beside him, shifting its weight with anticipation.
Let it be the only one