full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun arched an eyebrow at Lilliane. "Supposedly that's a good thing. Salt makes stuff taste good, right?" Grinning, he shrugged. "It's been a while since I had a meal, but I vaguely remember that being true."
Pausing for a moment, he scratched under his chin. "I'm not from here, so this is, of course spurious gossip. But from what I know, it's not that they're cruel and horrible, so much as expedient and always looking to score something out of every situation. Every person out for themselves and all that." He glanced over to see how she processed that news.
Laughing, he shook his head. The animals were now close enough that he could actually pick out details; their feathers were as vibrant as described and as he'd seen on display on the stalls, but the horns were a surprise. They were beautiful, and he slowed his pace so as not to spook them. "Honestly, I wasn't expecting to find them, so no, I don't have a plan. I figured we can see if anyone of them are molting. If not, I have a few tricks, well, not up my sleeve exactly, but close enough." Wiggling his fingers he slid behind a tree to just watch the animals for a moment.
"Oh, I'm a potter." Eyes still trained on the ramphires, he tilted his head towards her. "How about you, what do you do?"
Pausing for a moment, he scratched under his chin. "I'm not from here, so this is, of course spurious gossip. But from what I know, it's not that they're cruel and horrible, so much as expedient and always looking to score something out of every situation. Every person out for themselves and all that." He glanced over to see how she processed that news.
Laughing, he shook his head. The animals were now close enough that he could actually pick out details; their feathers were as vibrant as described and as he'd seen on display on the stalls, but the horns were a surprise. They were beautiful, and he slowed his pace so as not to spook them. "Honestly, I wasn't expecting to find them, so no, I don't have a plan. I figured we can see if anyone of them are molting. If not, I have a few tricks, well, not up my sleeve exactly, but close enough." Wiggling his fingers he slid behind a tree to just watch the animals for a moment.
"Oh, I'm a potter." Eyes still trained on the ramphires, he tilted his head towards her. "How about you, what do you do?"
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