Dressing Khary wasn't thrilled how he kept losing the new clothing items he received, but the selection this time had him in good humor. Of course most people on the train have only ever seen him in good humor. He didn't anger easily and so far few have seen his temper. In the waking, Curufin. In the dreaming... Romeo.
But in the here and now, he was picking up an article of clothing here and there, smiling at it with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, but not picking anything for himself just yet...
Blue team Herding would be so much easier with Scelties. It was what the little bossy dogs were bred for, really. But he'd spent enough time with them o have picked up a few tricks, and added some of his own. Like taking up the rear. Like an invisible shield out behind him that moved with him, curved into a gentle scoop sopping anyone who tried o double back in his group.
As for him, himself. Anyone who doesn't know him or can't track magic would have little way to tell the shield was his. If they could even tell there was one. Certainly he didn't look like he was doing any sort of magic, let alone something so powerful. He had his hands in his pockets and seemed to almost be strolling along, rather enjoying the odd feeling of a cape flapping at his heels....
Khary - OTA
Khary wasn't thrilled how he kept losing the new clothing items he received, but the selection this time had him in good humor. Of course most people on the train have only ever seen him in good humor. He didn't anger easily and so far few have seen his temper. In the waking, Curufin. In the dreaming... Romeo.
But in the here and now, he was picking up an article of clothing here and there, smiling at it with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, but not picking anything for himself just yet...
Blue team
Herding would be so much easier with Scelties. It was what the little bossy dogs were bred for, really. But he'd spent enough time with them o have picked up a few tricks, and added some of his own. Like taking up the rear. Like an invisible shield out behind him that moved with him, curved into a gentle scoop sopping anyone who tried o double back in his group.
As for him, himself. Anyone who doesn't know him or can't track magic would have little way to tell the shield was his. If they could even tell there was one. Certainly he didn't look like he was doing any sort of magic, let alone something so powerful. He had his hands in his pockets and seemed to almost be strolling along, rather enjoying the odd feeling of a cape flapping at his heels....