"I think it's a Quanil thing." Jigano chuckled as he caught up with his target. The conversation was a dead giveaway to their presence and the gourd turned and snapped at him, as aggressive as any goose. One of Jigano's friends was a goose, though - well, sometimes - and he was ready for it, pulling his hand back just far enough to avoid getting bit and then lashing out to grab it by the neck and turn its rind to ash. As the two pieces fell away behind him he looked over to see Freina go gourd-bowling and grinned in approval of the plucky young woman.
The acorn squash launched itself at Freina, shrieking in retaliation as it aimed for her right knee. The half dozen she had gained the attention of began to roll and hop back towards them, and Jigano took the moment to create a wooden javelin which he threw forcefully at the nearest, impaling it and pinning it to the ground as it wriggled and wailed. "What about you? Is there a weapon that you'd prefer?" he asked politely.
The acorn squash launched itself at Freina, shrieking in retaliation as it aimed for her right knee. The half dozen she had gained the attention of began to roll and hop back towards them, and Jigano took the moment to create a wooden javelin which he threw forcefully at the nearest, impaling it and pinning it to the ground as it wriggled and wailed. "What about you? Is there a weapon that you'd prefer?" he asked politely.
