With a muted sort of interest the creature glanced down at Amun, lowering its massive neck as if meaning to sniff at the small facsimile the potter had made. Loren's sudden appearance on the back of something equally as giant however had the creature balking slightly, though not necessarily out of fear. Long ago the capacity for emotions had died away, but still there was some latent instincts at work apparently.
Suddenly swaddled in black cloth some of the vivacity the creature once possessed is sparked anew thanks to Ludo's presence. The memory snow seems to work harder to approximate all the lovingly created scales and muscles; small hand prints appear where the boy had once patted the creature adoringly. It mattered very little how bad the anatomy was: the creature had been created to be a friend after all.
Suddenly swaddled in black cloth some of the vivacity the creature once possessed is sparked anew thanks to Ludo's presence. The memory snow seems to work harder to approximate all the lovingly created scales and muscles; small hand prints appear where the boy had once patted the creature adoringly. It mattered very little how bad the anatomy was: the creature had been created to be a friend after all.
