[ The knowing look in her eye says that she doesn't believe him whatsoever, but gloating doesn't have a place here when it's clear that his interest far outweighs any hesitation.
Her voice is the sound of pure delight as she gives him an excited squeeze. ]
And who said that old gods can't learn new tricks?
[ Threading her fingers through his, Hilda gives his hand a squeeze - and in the blink of an eye they're no longer standing in the woods, but a gently rolling meadow in the Horizon. It should be recognizable to him, seeing as it's Hilda's domain. Wildflowers of all colours dot the emerald grass stretching as far as the eye can see towards a somewhat imposing set of mountains that look like jagged teeth.
In the bowl of the valley sits a quaint cottage. And in that meadow there are also - ]
Those are the wyverns. [ Five dragon-like shapes slumber and sunbathe lazily by the crystalline lake. She gives an awed little sigh, head resting gently against Koby's shoulder. ] Aren't they just adorable?
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Her voice is the sound of pure delight as she gives him an excited squeeze. ]
And who said that old gods can't learn new tricks?
[ Threading her fingers through his, Hilda gives his hand a squeeze - and in the blink of an eye they're no longer standing in the woods, but a gently rolling meadow in the Horizon. It should be recognizable to him, seeing as it's Hilda's domain. Wildflowers of all colours dot the emerald grass stretching as far as the eye can see towards a somewhat imposing set of mountains that look like jagged teeth.
In the bowl of the valley sits a quaint cottage. And in that meadow there are also - ]
Those are the wyverns. [ Five dragon-like shapes slumber and sunbathe lazily by the crystalline lake. She gives an awed little sigh, head resting gently against Koby's shoulder. ] Aren't they just adorable?