LOREN
Loren’s thoughts were, well, thoughtful this time around. I don’t know a whole lot about Bastien’s world. I’ll have to ask him about it some time. However, his mind grew concerned and maybe a bit angry at Oliver's next comment. Who is making fun of you? And who would make fun of you for your hair? The fierce rise of the protective feelings was a shock, but the summoner had never liked bullies.
Cocking his head at the fox, the Launceleyn found himself oddly touched by the other man's comment. I don't have to be the first person you tell. Still, there was a great deal of affection in Loren's mind.
Then they were racing. You have to catch me first. And with that, he shifted into a goose and leapt into the air, flying just above where Oliver would be able to reach.
Cocking his head at the fox, the Launceleyn found himself oddly touched by the other man's comment. I don't have to be the first person you tell. Still, there was a great deal of affection in Loren's mind.
Then they were racing. You have to catch me first. And with that, he shifted into a goose and leapt into the air, flying just above where Oliver would be able to reach.
DON'T CARE
