[ Now and again, he vaguely recalls Rocket being small enough to nearly trip over underfoot, but with each passing decade, this diminutive image grows less clear. So many of them have changed, anyhow.
And yet, some things stay the same. Like the endless array of beasts and monsters.
Geralt steers in the opposite direction, circling around the trees to meet Rocket as he herds the spawn. They're dangerous creatures, but fortunately no more intelligent than a bear. It falls for the trap easily, lumbering towards him as it flees its fuzzy pursuer. When it spots him in its path, it opens its jaws wide and roars.
He urges his horse forward, letting his blade slice through the creature's side as he gallops by. ]
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And yet, some things stay the same. Like the endless array of beasts and monsters.
Geralt steers in the opposite direction, circling around the trees to meet Rocket as he herds the spawn. They're dangerous creatures, but fortunately no more intelligent than a bear. It falls for the trap easily, lumbering towards him as it flees its fuzzy pursuer. When it spots him in its path, it opens its jaws wide and roars.
He urges his horse forward, letting his blade slice through the creature's side as he gallops by. ]