
The lalafell diverted hard to the left, from the vantage point Victory had, revealing the source of his panic. An overgrown wasp was buzzing angrily towards the poor boy, who was now scuttling into a rocky outcropping to try and hide from the bug. Warren kicked his heels and led the bird straight on. Victory couldn't help but let out something resembling a warcry - for a flightless bird, anyway - and the familiar gesture let him know that there was about to be some excitement.
...There would have been, at any rate, had the bee not realized it was no longer the dominant hunter of the local area. Valuing its life and wings over settling a dispute with a lalafell, the hornet banked and buzzed off as Victory snapped its beak and trotted after it. With a receding bbzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz the nightmare was over.
The bird knew it, too, and Warren could feel how remiss the bird was that playtime was over already. The rider turned the bird back towards the outcropping and he dismounted upon approaching it. He rattled slightly when his boots set to the ground as the chains of his armor clinked together and his sizable sword and shield shook in their restraints.
"The bee is gone. It's safe to come out now. Are you alright?"
...There would have been, at any rate, had the bee not realized it was no longer the dominant hunter of the local area. Valuing its life and wings over settling a dispute with a lalafell, the hornet banked and buzzed off as Victory snapped its beak and trotted after it. With a receding bbzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz the nightmare was over.
The bird knew it, too, and Warren could feel how remiss the bird was that playtime was over already. The rider turned the bird back towards the outcropping and he dismounted upon approaching it. He rattled slightly when his boots set to the ground as the chains of his armor clinked together and his sizable sword and shield shook in their restraints.
"The bee is gone. It's safe to come out now. Are you alright?"