I'm wondering the same. I don't think my wizard has caught on yet.
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"I'll stay up and keep an eye on the sleepers, in case Szemyan is right about worms getting to people another way." His tiny beak clicks sharply, once. "If any worms want to climb in your throat, they'll have to get past my throat first!
A small gray blur shoots out from the bunkhouse as Leo opens the door. "It's always fire with you! Next time wake me up before you go sneaking around, or at least leave the door open. I don't have hands!" Ornil lands on Lemnis's head and looks to the others. "Sorry if he caused any trouble. What did I miss?"
"Did you see that mask? Beak envy."
"Sweet crickets! Time for a snack!" he thinks. He swoops down for a quick bite before heading back with a few clutched in his claw for Lemnis.
"Okay, but don't give him too much. I don't want him to get fat. Say, could I have some too? Rations are fine, especially if you have any dried fruit or berries in there... The little bird flutters over to Karlak's shoulder to help look in the bag. "What? Mom's cabin? Sure, redheaded guy, yeah? About that treat..."
The chatty bird on Lemnis's shoulder puffs up at Lord Malwen's abrupt manner. "This seems a bit too easy. What aren't you telling us? If anyone looks surprised at the bird:
The little bird returns the look with a challenge in his eye."I mean tweet. Tweet chirp chirp." He waits for them to look away first.
The little bird on Lemnis' shoulder flutters excitedly. "Look, Lem, another wizard! Think she has some spells you don't know? Maybe you should swap books. We've already read yours a hundred times."
"Sorry, I have to interrupt here or he'll be going on all night. Hi! I'm Speckle. That's his name for me, not mine. I'm a Thrush and, to be honest, I've taught him more about speaking to people than he's taught me. Now, quiet down Lemnis and let the others have a few words, okay?"
The little bird’s head whips round at the noise of a patron sliding off his chair and hitting his head. "Did you hear that?" |