[ So many red-headed (pink-headed?) Summoned. It must be a sign of something. Witchcraft, the priests would say. He's beginning to suspect it has more to do with stubbornness...
Well, no slipping away unnoticed now. Hilda grabs his wrist and he hesitates for a half second. ]
Go, I'll distract it! [ he says, slipping from her grip and standing his ground, eyes wide as he swears the ground shakes beneath the beasts massive paws.
Kahlil gives a hard whistle and tosses some goodberries right in its path. ]
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Well, no slipping away unnoticed now. Hilda grabs his wrist and he hesitates for a half second. ]
Go, I'll distract it! [ he says, slipping from her grip and standing his ground, eyes wide as he swears the ground shakes beneath the beasts massive paws.
Kahlil gives a hard whistle and tosses some goodberries right in its path. ]