With Ease

Basilisk’s ears picked up at that. He had learnt a little about making traps - but that had been for fish. He hadn’t thought about making something that would take down something bigger. He eyed the earth she had been digging again, his curiosity perked. “How do you trick them into falling in?” he asked, wanting to fully understand the nature of it.

He did however obediently trot over. Fearless of the stranger as he eyed her progress for a moment, and then sought to mimic it. Ensuring they both had enough room to work as he did so. “I’m Basilisk Fatalis. It’s nice to meet you, Pitch.”

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