Well, at least she didn't find any major holes to poke in his plan if it could be called that, and Tal breathed a quiet sigh of relief. His attention was all for her, though, wondering what sort of display of magic or might he might be in for when instead she shifted and--
Oh no. Oh no. That was kind of hot.
Tal swallowed hard and nodded in appreciation. "Uh... yeah. That... that'll do." Beside him Boreal chortled (it might have been a snicker if it had been in a higher register) at his discomfort and then huffed a sharp Whuff of warning.
The fyrhund had finally gotten a claw onto a branch of the nest and tugged as the Gore Crows screamed and dove at her head and shoulders and outstretched arm. With a final yank she dragged the nest off its peak and landed heavily amidst a crash of thunder from the approaching storm.
"Let's go!" Boreal launched herself into the sky, a pale, lumbering streak against the dark clouds while Tal slid over the ridgeline and started sprinting for the fyrhunds. At the moment the Crows and lavadog were focused on each other as the parents each tried to shield their offspring from the other, but it wouldn't last long. The fyrhund was momentarily driven back by the ferocity of the birds' attacks, ducking her head and crouching over her pup protectively while broken eggs and bawling hatchlings thrashed weakly nearby within the shattered remains of their home.
A Crow spiraling up to get a better dive noticed Tal and squalled a warning to its flock before changing direction to aim for the courier instead--
But Boreal dropped out of the sky and landed solidly on the feathery nightmare with the sound of snapping bones, knocking it out of the sky before she began flapping heavily upwards once more. Tal snagged a few drifting feathers on his way past and jammed them in his pocket, even as the mama Fyrhund started to swing her head around to see what the new ruckus behind her was about.
Oh no. Oh no. That was kind of hot.
Tal swallowed hard and nodded in appreciation. "Uh... yeah. That... that'll do." Beside him Boreal chortled (it might have been a snicker if it had been in a higher register) at his discomfort and then huffed a sharp Whuff of warning.
The fyrhund had finally gotten a claw onto a branch of the nest and tugged as the Gore Crows screamed and dove at her head and shoulders and outstretched arm. With a final yank she dragged the nest off its peak and landed heavily amidst a crash of thunder from the approaching storm.
"Let's go!" Boreal launched herself into the sky, a pale, lumbering streak against the dark clouds while Tal slid over the ridgeline and started sprinting for the fyrhunds. At the moment the Crows and lavadog were focused on each other as the parents each tried to shield their offspring from the other, but it wouldn't last long. The fyrhund was momentarily driven back by the ferocity of the birds' attacks, ducking her head and crouching over her pup protectively while broken eggs and bawling hatchlings thrashed weakly nearby within the shattered remains of their home.
A Crow spiraling up to get a better dive noticed Tal and squalled a warning to its flock before changing direction to aim for the courier instead--
But Boreal dropped out of the sky and landed solidly on the feathery nightmare with the sound of snapping bones, knocking it out of the sky before she began flapping heavily upwards once more. Tal snagged a few drifting feathers on his way past and jammed them in his pocket, even as the mama Fyrhund started to swing her head around to see what the new ruckus behind her was about.
