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Re: Festival of Springtime Blooms (Occam, Garb, Tass, Copper)
It seemed like the dryads possessed a different sort of magic: making Drago forget all about his injured wing. Moving back to the others, Atair flanked the harpy on his injured side, not wanting it to accidentally get jostled while they were admiring the fae's handiwork. And the look on Keti's face, too, just the amazement that was plain to see. It made him feel guilty for trying to hurry them along, especially when they weren't entirely certain things with Udete were even going to pan out. Then again, if they delayed too long, the trail might wind up harder to follow.
Turning, he caught Violet's gaze, nodding in the direction of the other siren, indicating he'd collect Drago with a gesture in the harpy's direction. It would be a matter of first subtly trying to get them to move on and then something a little more insistent should the two of them prove reluctant to the idea of moving on.
It seemed like the dryads possessed a different sort of magic: making Drago forget all about his injured wing. Moving back to the others, Atair flanked the harpy on his injured side, not wanting it to accidentally get jostled while they were admiring the fae's handiwork. And the look on Keti's face, too, just the amazement that was plain to see. It made him feel guilty for trying to hurry them along, especially when they weren't entirely certain things with Udete were even going to pan out. Then again, if they delayed too long, the trail might wind up harder to follow.
Turning, he caught Violet's gaze, nodding in the direction of the other siren, indicating he'd collect Drago with a gesture in the harpy's direction. It would be a matter of first subtly trying to get them to move on and then something a little more insistent should the two of them prove reluctant to the idea of moving on.