If the stars were not to be their guides, then perhaps the star-eyed goddess could be. It was past time for him to pay his respects to her in the new season, and Hadama hoped that perhaps this time she would answer, though it had been quite some time since his prayers had received a personal response. Then again, maybe Safrin was waiting for him to report success in the tasks she had set to Torchline.
Soon, he hoped, brow furrowed in deep thought.
He looked towards the sound of a small body hitting the water as Ray directed, and his wrinkled brow smoothed at the sight of the young creature stretching its wings. It is only a few hours old, he judged from the size and the early attempts at flight. This is a good place for it to grow. Protected. The stone in its forehead was too small to be worthwhile to human poachers, and the Pool was protected from pelagic predators.
It leapt again, and this time its flopping arc brought it down near shore, directly in front of Ray and throwing up a small splash onto her feet. Hadama caught a few droplets as well, and his amusement rolled through the Attuned bond, deep and gentle, as he slowly extended a webbed hand beneath the starlit waters for the little creature to dart away from and then wriggle closer to in curiosity. They are not usually so active at night. The bright moon must have confused her.
Soon, he hoped, brow furrowed in deep thought.
He looked towards the sound of a small body hitting the water as Ray directed, and his wrinkled brow smoothed at the sight of the young creature stretching its wings. It is only a few hours old, he judged from the size and the early attempts at flight. This is a good place for it to grow. Protected. The stone in its forehead was too small to be worthwhile to human poachers, and the Pool was protected from pelagic predators.
It leapt again, and this time its flopping arc brought it down near shore, directly in front of Ray and throwing up a small splash onto her feet. Hadama caught a few droplets as well, and his amusement rolled through the Attuned bond, deep and gentle, as he slowly extended a webbed hand beneath the starlit waters for the little creature to dart away from and then wriggle closer to in curiosity. They are not usually so active at night. The bright moon must have confused her.
