Pihu
Looking down at the quivering weasel, Pihu croaked. Turning slightly sideways to the girl, the raven ducked her head under a wing and preened a feather. Lookin' for anythin' in particular? The thief still kept a tight lid on his thoughts and emotions, but her feathers had returned to a normal size and she was no longer pacing or looming.
Stepping between the child and the direction of the strange vision, Pihu looked between the weasel and the water. Our eyes must be playin' tricks on us. Flapping her wings as if the raven could blow away any lingering traces of the strange illusion, she turned just her head so she could watch the water and her fellow Attuned at the same time.
Aigh't, picture the bond like a tunnel, yeah? Now picture yerself wallin' up that tunnel with whatever ye think makes sense. Pihu paused to let the girl try that out. Then when ye want to communicate, take a single section out and send just one thought through. Got it?
Stepping between the child and the direction of the strange vision, Pihu looked between the weasel and the water. Our eyes must be playin' tricks on us. Flapping her wings as if the raven could blow away any lingering traces of the strange illusion, she turned just her head so she could watch the water and her fellow Attuned at the same time.
Aigh't, picture the bond like a tunnel, yeah? Now picture yerself wallin' up that tunnel with whatever ye think makes sense. Pihu paused to let the girl try that out. Then when ye want to communicate, take a single section out and send just one thought through. Got it?
You're just a trickster
Who lost their way
Who lost their way
