Love mends even the broken parts
Recognizing the sign (and hearing the cry) Loren stopped. Raising his eyebrows, he lifted a hand and wobbled it a bit in the 'kind of' gesture. Regardless, he compelled some nearby birds to scout ahead, hoping to get some warning or information about what lay ahead.
Nodding at her suggestion, he watched her head off for a brief moment. Then he forged ahead, not bothering to be stealthy in the slightest. Indeed, he stamped down on branches, brushed against leaves as he walked, and whistled a bit, and generally drew attention to himself. Trusting in his birds to give him warning of an attack (and in his strength and speed to protect him) he was happy to play the hound to her hunter.
Nodding at her suggestion, he watched her head off for a brief moment. Then he forged ahead, not bothering to be stealthy in the slightest. Indeed, he stamped down on branches, brushed against leaves as he walked, and whistled a bit, and generally drew attention to himself. Trusting in his birds to give him warning of an attack (and in his strength and speed to protect him) he was happy to play the hound to her hunter.
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