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Whisper stood quietly in the corner, silently hoping no one was paying her any mind. Her head hung slightly slower as Silvertail emotions came to the surface, and for a brief moment, she too missed her own teacher. The idea of freedom was not something she had considered before, and really still hadn't. It seemed more of a curse, having no guidance, no direction. Before she could stop herself, she blurted out "so what do we do now?"
Whisper waited and watched as the others paired up and departed. She remained until the last of them had left before exiting herself. She quietly followed along quietly bringing up the rear. She fluttered from tree to tree, her eyes darting back and forth as she moved, always on the lookout for danger. It had been so long since she was away from her Master. Wandering about with him was a new and somewhat daunting experience. She couldn't remember the last time she had essentially been on her own.
Satisfied that Jalucian and his familiar would not try to hurt or restrain them, Whisper turned her attention away from them and back to the door. She tried to listen in, but she found it hard to pay attention to her own master when she was distracted, and it was more so now that they were gone. "If we're to be there tonight, at this Roc and Oliphant, we should prepare and leave soon. We should move carefully which will take time."
Quietly, Whispered followed the others into Jalucian's bedroom. She took up a spot near the door and waited. As she waited for the others to explain what had happened and discover what their next move would be, she focused her attention on both Jalucian and his own familiar.
Falling back to avoid whatever effects may be caused by the trap, Whisper flew back through the hallway. She landed just inside the door frame of the previous room, her head poking out to see what would happen when Anaxian tried to trigger the door.
"Why don't you let me go first? I'm better close up anyway. I'll send a light back once it's clear." It became clear that it was less of a question than a statement as Whisper headed out, not waiting for a response. She flew out the doorway and began scouting farther down the hallway.
Whisper shook her head as she came to land in front of Silvertail. "As Zizi said, nothing. Not a soul" Whisper scratched her head for a second as she thought. "What happens to us now?" she asked, looking at Silvertail, and then slowly looking at each of the others in turn.
Not content to sit back while the others went ahead, Whisper abandoned the game to follow after Anaxian. She drew her rapier as she rushed to catch up, hoping to finally be able to stab something. It had been so long since she had been allowed to, and her frustrations were growing. Still, she was small enough and quiet enough that most things wouldn't notice her until it was too late.
"Yeah. As...entertaining, as this all is, I think I should see what my human wants. I can't keep him waiting too long. He gets testy, and those damn spheres can be a pain."
Looking around at the others gathered around the table, Whisper asked "am I the only that that doesn't know what language he's speaking?"
Standing on the table with her cards laid out in front of her, Whispered paced back and forth. When they said games, this was not what the little fey had in mind. How was this fun? There was no stabbing, no bleeding, and no vulgar display of language, still, there was something to be said for tricking others out of their valuables, but why cards?! She sighed again, knowing she had little chance of besting the others in this hand. She briefly considered color spraying the lot of them. Sitting at the table, it would have been easy to hit almost all of them in one blast, and Anaxian wouldn't care. Still, with her luck tonight it would be ineffective and leave her with several agitated familiars that were bigger than she was. |
