moose it or lose it

Wylan turned his head to the stranger that appeared at the edges of their party. While he wasn’t likely to turn away help in a large and potentially dangerous hunt like this, he wasn’t entirely sure he liked the way he was looking at Vesper. Moving subtly in front of her, he took a step as if to welcome the stranger and grinned at them. “Sounds like a deal, coats yours. We want to take it apart and see what makes it tick.” He explained to the strangers. The loss of the coat was no loss at all.

He angled his head slightly towards Oleander, and considered his words. “If the three of you come at it from the side, i’ll go at it head first and distract it with my wings while you take it down by the legs?” he suggested


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