{Seasonal Event} I Move the Stars for No One

This was much easier than last time. The bard was not a 9 year old child, terrified and confused, but nimble and far more athletic than anything their interactions thus far would have suggested he was. With an inward smirk, Remi wondered what else the man's billowing robes were meant to hide. More weapons? A third arm? A trove of knowledge? Wings? At this point, he could just about see any of those things being true. With an encouraging trill, Remi swooped low on one of the straighter pathways, screeching towards the squirrels on the hedge. Gliding at them, he picked up two in his talons, throw them over the side of the hedge and fanning his wings aggressively at the rodents who had taken notice of him and were considering attacking. Before they had a chance however, he quickly altered his course to place himself above Jigano once again, leading them left despite earlier foot prints of theirs that indicated they should go right. REMI How do you steal what you really want When what you really want is free?