loren
Letting out the mental equivalent of a shrug, Loren glared at the squirrel he’d mangled. And if there’d only been a few, I would’ve ignored them, and respected their territory. There were dozens, though, and that number was creeping upwards. The exasperation in the summoner's mind was evident.
However, he settled somewhat as Jigano explained his presence. Nothing worth investigating. Thanks for checking, though. There might have been a rueful embarrassment in the Launceleyn's thoughts. It swiftly turned into amusement and pride at the bard's next comment. Loren shifted into a goose, preening a bit, running a feather through his beak. Kind of like these? With that, he took a running start, then pumped his wings, lifting into the air for a lazy circle before settling onto the ground again.
Shifting into human, he gave the white-haired man a pleased smile. "Wouldn't mind company. Might help, actually." Then, however, the summoner tilted his head and gave Jigano a curious look. "What sort of paying back?" The Launceleyn fell in at the bard's side with an easy familiarity. As they walked through the Labyrinth, the hedges almost seemed to part before them, a far cry from the maze's usual antics.
However, he settled somewhat as Jigano explained his presence. Nothing worth investigating. Thanks for checking, though. There might have been a rueful embarrassment in the Launceleyn's thoughts. It swiftly turned into amusement and pride at the bard's next comment. Loren shifted into a goose, preening a bit, running a feather through his beak. Kind of like these? With that, he took a running start, then pumped his wings, lifting into the air for a lazy circle before settling onto the ground again.
Shifting into human, he gave the white-haired man a pleased smile. "Wouldn't mind company. Might help, actually." Then, however, the summoner tilted his head and gave Jigano a curious look. "What sort of paying back?" The Launceleyn fell in at the bard's side with an easy familiarity. As they walked through the Labyrinth, the hedges almost seemed to part before them, a far cry from the maze's usual antics.
Never judge a book by its cover.
