Forests were familiar terrain for Rance. Or, had been, before he’d been dragged from his world into another. Still, these woods were at least less chaotically wild than the Greatwood. The air smelled more natural, felt better beneath his wings. Exploring it felt a little bit less like he was risking his life.
That didn’t mean it was without its curiosities. The seemingly abandoned cart had been the first, misplaced and alone near the tree line. The second came in the form of a spotted cat unlike any he’d ever seen facing off with a bear of all things. His eyebrows would have risen to his hairline had he been human. Instead, he circled the pair before landing on a branch above them to watch, crooking his head to one side. He missed the smaller bat completely — something he might have seen as immediate easy prey if he’d noticed it — attention instead caught by the strangeness of the two larger animals. Was this normal for these woods?
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Rance neither knows how to hide that he’s Attuned, nor what to look for in others.
That didn’t mean it was without its curiosities. The seemingly abandoned cart had been the first, misplaced and alone near the tree line. The second came in the form of a spotted cat unlike any he’d ever seen facing off with a bear of all things. His eyebrows would have risen to his hairline had he been human. Instead, he circled the pair before landing on a branch above them to watch, crooking his head to one side. He missed the smaller bat completely — something he might have seen as immediate easy prey if he’d noticed it — attention instead caught by the strangeness of the two larger animals. Was this normal for these woods?
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Rance neither knows how to hide that he’s Attuned, nor what to look for in others.
