RONIN
As am I. It was all Ronin really could say. He felt the pride shining out of the fox like a sunbeam, but his relationship with his goddess was more complex by far. He still loved and respected her (for now - a falling star of a daughter would sour that soon enough), but it was not all so easy as accepting the blessing. Longnight held dark and traumatic memories for Ronin, and to return to the Grounds at such a time was a big ask.
Amusement flickered again down the attuned bond, and Ronin ducked his head in a nod. I should hope so. Those are quite some considerable ears you have on you now. He chuckled.
Ah, but onto the training. Shifting his hooves as the little creature suddenly sprang up and onto his back, Ronin let out a huff of anticipation and tried to quell the urge to buck him off. Instead he focused on Oliver's words, making his way forward slowly at first, before picking up to a trot.
Of course, it wasn't easy in a dense woodland, and Ronin had to duck and weave and avoid his antlers getting tangled in branches. How Oliver fared was beyond him.
Amusement flickered again down the attuned bond, and Ronin ducked his head in a nod. I should hope so. Those are quite some considerable ears you have on you now. He chuckled.
Ah, but onto the training. Shifting his hooves as the little creature suddenly sprang up and onto his back, Ronin let out a huff of anticipation and tried to quell the urge to buck him off. Instead he focused on Oliver's words, making his way forward slowly at first, before picking up to a trot.
Of course, it wasn't easy in a dense woodland, and Ronin had to duck and weave and avoid his antlers getting tangled in branches. How Oliver fared was beyond him.
