oath of silence

Ysmir wasn’t eager to get into a fight suddenly out here, maybe he should have been better prepared on his first adventure into the wilds. He hadn’t even worn his bracers, but if the man was a real threat the gyrfalcon would swiftly search for help and backup. Ysmir was devoted to his family as he was to them, and even if he was in the wrong to be out here they wouldn’t question him until after the threat had passed.

The stranger did eventually settle, especially after Barenziah took to his back and added her own serious gaze to his own. However close in age they might be, the raptor was wise beyond her years. The man didn’t seem to feel threatened either, not that Ysmir had any inclination to fight him if there wasn’t any need. He’d have enjoyed learning from the experience.

He was questioned then, now that he’d cooled off he seemed to have a sense of humor about him. There was a vague similarity between himself and some of the family on his father’s side. Ysmir shrugged again, obviously bashful about the real answer. He was indeed out for a joy run, without his parents and without supervision. The whit bird on his hips seemed to answer for him with a shrill but short call. She flapped her wings as though disturbed by the stranger’s light teasing.

Ysmir himself looked a little bashful, the Finnvi were not to be cowed and he’d never seen his mother apologize for anything so why did he feel so bad for disturbing this man that, in the scheme of things, shouldn’t have meant anything to him?