[ Cid opens his mouth as if he's going to say something in response to Sylvain's rambling, but immediately thinks better of it. He knows better by now.
He rears back, kicking up onto nothing but air so that he's floating a foot off the ground. He'll leave the tripping over roots to Sylvain, especially after that comment. Cid shoots him a look that says he'll make sure Sylvain lives to regret it (although, with what he has in mind, it may not be much of a regret). ] And here I thought you didn't like it when I took my time. I'll remember you've said that.
[ He gallops off into the woods, expecting Sylvain to keep up or peel off if he catches an interesting scent. He has an idea of where to start; if this thing likes to hunt by luring people into the wood, it's likely to have made its den near within easy travel of the more well-traversed roads. ]
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[ Cid opens his mouth as if he's going to say something in response to Sylvain's rambling, but immediately thinks better of it. He knows better by now.
He rears back, kicking up onto nothing but air so that he's floating a foot off the ground. He'll leave the tripping over roots to Sylvain, especially after that comment. Cid shoots him a look that says he'll make sure Sylvain lives to regret it (although, with what he has in mind, it may not be much of a regret). ] And here I thought you didn't like it when I took my time. I'll remember you've said that.
[ He gallops off into the woods, expecting Sylvain to keep up or peel off if he catches an interesting scent. He has an idea of where to start; if this thing likes to hunt by luring people into the wood, it's likely to have made its den near within easy travel of the more well-traversed roads. ]