Rane dipped his head deeply when he heard the words of acceptance slip out of her maw. Excitement coursed through him, and not being able to resist, throwing a few thumps of his tail to his foot beside him. It was then, he realized, that the fae had an abnormal stomach size. Ahh, she's pregnant? Feeling rather stupid as he should have realized this sooner. His ears twitched as she spoke the last few sentences. "Thank you, Song. Along the lines of questions, well only two, if that's okay. Err, what is a 'God Pursuer'?" He asked cooly. Trotting nimbly alongside Song, he let his tail hang loosely, lightly brushing his foot. "And, um, how do I receive a mentor? The summer heat followed them as he waddled into his mind to find more questions that often hid from him. Keeping his pace slow, he watched Lucidael's landscape slowly change as he followed merrily along.
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