( LOTHAR VELARYON )
“And who is to say it is not the ducklings that have had the right idea here?” His babbling was senseless, mostly to prolong the amusement of the encounter. “Perhaps it should be. This one is quieter than the rest of them. More sheltered and mindful of privacy.”
The man’s words caused a smirk to appear on Mysaria’s lips. “No one, I suppose. Animals work on their instinct alone, perhaps they are right more often than we would like to believe.” Mysaria spoke, letting her words’s tone raise more questions than it answered. “Not as sheltered as you initially thought, otherwise I would not have found it.”















