lavendernest:

nebula1984

So
many crows. He blinked in surprise and tried not to be alarmed. The
birds actually had seemed to be enjoying themselves in the snow. Not to
mention the fact that Svan did not seem the least bit worried about
their presence. If they were not harming anything there was no real
reason for alarm. Not that their gazes in his direction were
comfortable. It was like being the center of attention in a crowded
room.

Well if that was how it would be… He could easily pretend this was a
crowded room with a bunch of other upper class people staring him down.
Simply ignore them and let them have their fun. They weren’t hurting
anything by staring. His gaze went to Svan and he grinned as he caught
his breath for the moment.

“I work out pretty regularly.” He said as he was careful not to kick
or step on any of the crows as he made his way over to where Svan was
removing some sprigs with delicate precision. “You seemed to have
attracted quite the audience too. Friends of yours?” He meant it in jest
mostly since he didn’t know how true those words would end up being. “I
can help if you wish or at the very least stand guard while you work.
Would allow you to work without worry anyways.”

The crows would sidestep out of the knight’s way, others would ignore him, or stare at this strange man that the Tall Sister was suddenly familiar with. Svanielle would look about at the black peppering the snow terrain with a serene gaze.

“As expected of a knight, you really are devoted to your duty…..I guess you can say they are friends, the closest friends I ever had in my lifetime. Don’t worry about them they won’t hurt you…or rather most of them won’t. As long as you behave they have no reason to attack…you’re more than welcome to do what you wish, perhaps maybe introduce yourself to them?”

She would pause to inspect the bush, opting to find another area to pick. It was then one of the crows would walk up to Lancer and peck at his armored leg with curiosity. A few others started approaching closer, but keeping their distance. Svanielle would simply speak up without looking away from her work.

“They are quite social.“

Well that was unexpected. Though he had to agree that they seemed to be rather sociable. He looked down as one pecked at the armor on his leg to get his attention. He rooted through his pack and found a bit of knight’s bread he usually kept on hand. Never knowing how long he might be out and about rather then near civilization. Always handy to keep at least a roll of the bread on him.

Lance crouched down and broke off a small piece and offered it up to the curious crow, not even sure if they ate bread. “Hey there friend. I’m Lancefer Aurifore. I work as a knight for House Haillenarte.” He didn’t really feel that silly talking to a bird. Maybe just a little but some animals were very intelligent creatures. So it was not really totally strange to think they might actually understand him.

“My duty is about all I am good at. I’m not the heir of my household. I’m not much for the merchant business. Though I am the eldest of the children. I don’t mind. At least I am good at something.”