sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
In response, the hawk trilled back brightly, sending a mental backlash of words in response. It was hardly his fault Loren couldn’t understand him.
Watching Loren simply wade through the snow below made the hawk groan and the man within chuckle. Hadn’t there been something about Loren being undercover? As a farmer? Had he been so well taken care of even then, that he’d never had to hunt? Ahhhh well. Honestly, there didn’t seem to be much game, so surely it couldn’t hurt if...
...with near-silent wings the hawk descended behind the summoner, shifting easily into a large tawny body. Not his largest, there was no need for that, but plenty large enough. Bounding through the snow with feline grace, the lion leaped up and down, crashing through the thick layers of memory-snow. Hopefully Loren was used to him enough by now that he’d not feel some sort of attack hot on his heels..errr, paws.
Roaring loudly, a sound both shocking in its volume and reverberation, the big cat continued to leap happy as a kitten through the snow, hoping to startle something that had bed down int he mid-afternoon sun.
Watching Loren simply wade through the snow below made the hawk groan and the man within chuckle. Hadn’t there been something about Loren being undercover? As a farmer? Had he been so well taken care of even then, that he’d never had to hunt? Ahhhh well. Honestly, there didn’t seem to be much game, so surely it couldn’t hurt if...
...with near-silent wings the hawk descended behind the summoner, shifting easily into a large tawny body. Not his largest, there was no need for that, but plenty large enough. Bounding through the snow with feline grace, the lion leaped up and down, crashing through the thick layers of memory-snow. Hopefully Loren was used to him enough by now that he’d not feel some sort of attack hot on his heels..errr, paws.
Roaring loudly, a sound both shocking in its volume and reverberation, the big cat continued to leap happy as a kitten through the snow, hoping to startle something that had bed down int he mid-afternoon sun.
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
