What about foods you dislike, then? the dragon asked, trying to find some more common ground to build from, or something that he could do to improve Loren's day at some point when they were back in the Grounds again. Do you sing or play any instruments? He asked as well before humming thoughtfully at the return queries, however disinterested the mage sounded. I like roasted chicken or pheasant, with mushrooms and a fair pat of butter. My favorite color is dark blue, and I prefer cards to dice. I've always been a nightowl, but living on the farm is turning me into an early riser.
Remi's name was like a switch being flicked, Loren's interest sharpening like a blade along the Attuned bond, and Jigano rumbled thoughtfully, turning the spark of an idea around in his mind. Did he tell you about being a Portal Guardian? Jigano asked in return, wondering how much Loren knew, and how much he would need to explain for the spheres to make sense.
Jigano settled into an easy glide behind his friend, his heart warmed by thought of his mate, but there was a sadness to that warmth as he considered Rory's unhappiness and frustration with the world. I don't know, he answered, voice quiet and wistful. That is something you'd have to ask him.
Remi's name was like a switch being flicked, Loren's interest sharpening like a blade along the Attuned bond, and Jigano rumbled thoughtfully, turning the spark of an idea around in his mind. Did he tell you about being a Portal Guardian? Jigano asked in return, wondering how much Loren knew, and how much he would need to explain for the spheres to make sense.
Jigano settled into an easy glide behind his friend, his heart warmed by thought of his mate, but there was a sadness to that warmth as he considered Rory's unhappiness and frustration with the world. I don't know, he answered, voice quiet and wistful. That is something you'd have to ask him.
