ardent

first patrols

charlie



You're not feeling so well...

Hazel

Loner

Master Intellectual (240)

Master Fighter (240)

Chaotic

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
38
size
Large
build
Light
posts
282
player
wicked

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06-27-2023, 01:43 AM
Well, he was trying, she guessed. That's okay. Hazel wouldn't hold it against him, at least not in the long run. She's all business as they get down to the lesson, not wanting to waste any more time. Not wanting to put them farther behind schedule than they already were, in her mind.

Though he's taller, stockier than Hazel, her steps are long enough to not just keep but lead pace. Hell, she's used to keeping up with Basilisk, and that's no easy feat. She walks easily beside the yearling, at least until they come to a halt. Out of the way enough, and making sure they don't draw attention. Not yet, at least. He'd read the market as busy, which was interesting to Hazel. "Remember, lively and busy are two different things. There will be more bodies around the market when it gets warmer, but they will be moving slower. It's still sort of too cold to be busy-busy." She offers the gentle correction to the child.

Ah, there it was. He picked up on the pair, the one hanging around one of the empty stalls looking a bit sketchy. She nodded, confirming his concerns. "Good eyes, those are the ones I spotted too. What do you think we do when there are wolves hanging around that aren't doing anything wrong, but look out of place like that?" Hazel's gaze remained on the pair, though she spoke to Charlie. They had time to talk about it before the strangers tried anything, at least as far as Hazel could tell.

"Speech"