full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun grinned at Lilliane. "I'm lucky you stumbled upon me, then. I'd probably make a mess of it." Chuckling, he shook his head and gestured at the direction the herd had fled from. "Well, more of a mess than I already made. And taking it to a butcher sounds good to me." He watched as she plucked it, following her movements closely.
However, he wasn't the only one. Zhanshi surfaced and tunneled over to the dead ramphire. The little landshark bit down on a mouthful of feathers and ripped them out, scattering blood everywhere. The potter knelt and scooped his companion up, holding Zhanshi to the Ascended's chest. "Let's leave it to the experts, yeah?' The landshark nibbled on Amun's neck, causing him to laugh.
As she expertly took care of the feathers, the potter's brow furrowed. The metal, which he'd reformed into bracelets, shifted again. In his left hand, a small sword appeared; in his right, a small box, which he held out to her. "Does this work?" He scanned the trees around them for any sign of movement.
However, he wasn't the only one. Zhanshi surfaced and tunneled over to the dead ramphire. The little landshark bit down on a mouthful of feathers and ripped them out, scattering blood everywhere. The potter knelt and scooped his companion up, holding Zhanshi to the Ascended's chest. "Let's leave it to the experts, yeah?' The landshark nibbled on Amun's neck, causing him to laugh.
As she expertly took care of the feathers, the potter's brow furrowed. The metal, which he'd reformed into bracelets, shifted again. In his left hand, a small sword appeared; in his right, a small box, which he held out to her. "Does this work?" He scanned the trees around them for any sign of movement.
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