May your past be the sound
It was a curious thing to observe, and Chuy didn't fully appreciate the implications of what he saw immediately. The woman leant in towards her mare, in what he assumed was a simple pat, a comforting, soothing motion for the both of them. But the way she spoke of the mare, like she knew the thoughts intimately - and then the mare also seemed to respond to her words - had Chuy wondering. This world had gifted him, and others, with the ability to attune, to shift into forms other than the one they were born into, he shouldn't be surprised to learn that it might be possible to communicate with other animals, especially when things like companions existed as well.
"Yeah," he said with a grin as she asked about his own Attunedness. "My first shift was a leopard too. Clouded leopard," he supplied, and was about to offer his name before he became absorbed in watching the woman interact with Lukkja.
He really shouldn't be surprised to have his suspicions confirmed about her ability to speak on some level with the animals, but he still is. The wonders of this world would seemingly never cease to amaze him. Recovering fairly quickly from his amazement, he stepped forward to also pet the equine, though he was careful not to crowd the woman, still wary of causing undue distress. He offered her a smile as he ran his hands along the straps and buckles. "It looks more complicated than it is," he began, before gesturing to a large buckle that had a matching twin on the other side of the horse. "These two are the main lines connecting the rig to the horse. We undo these first when taking the rig off, and do them back up last when putting it back on."
"Yeah," he said with a grin as she asked about his own Attunedness. "My first shift was a leopard too. Clouded leopard," he supplied, and was about to offer his name before he became absorbed in watching the woman interact with Lukkja.
He really shouldn't be surprised to have his suspicions confirmed about her ability to speak on some level with the animals, but he still is. The wonders of this world would seemingly never cease to amaze him. Recovering fairly quickly from his amazement, he stepped forward to also pet the equine, though he was careful not to crowd the woman, still wary of causing undue distress. He offered her a smile as he ran his hands along the straps and buckles. "It looks more complicated than it is," he began, before gesturing to a large buckle that had a matching twin on the other side of the horse. "These two are the main lines connecting the rig to the horse. We undo these first when taking the rig off, and do them back up last when putting it back on."
of your feet upon the ground
CHULANE
