I couldn't help but just stare at him for an ehn or so, and it just slipped out of my mouth when I muttered "Three and a half fingers, a possible four" which would have made no sense to him, but if my Friend Kayla was around, she would have understood as she created the 'Five Finger Ubar Scale' which simply was, if the Ubar was Five fingers in how he looked, strength, and just the air around him, then the rest would be judged on that comparison of him. It was clear the Warrior had no idea what I meant. Did he not know I was on a mission, and he had completely thrown me off of it? I looked up for where the black bird was, who I would just call Poe. Where had Poe left to? He was not on top of the wagon, the shadow was gone? This Warrior ruined everything! Turning to let him know how I felt about his interruption my jaw about dropped to my lap.
Poe was sitting on his shoulder, just looking me over with the turns of its small slick dark feathered head. I was happy for the windscarf over my face, it would hide the burn of crimson at my cheeks in my own personal shame. Letting my tongue finally release from the roof of my mouth did I speak.
"You must be Shadow?"
He was. He didn't speak much, telling me, I would know soon everything I was to know, but for now, I had work to do. He explained to me, there was a wagon I needed to prepare. The arrival would be soon. It had to be ready, and I had to do it. I wanted each time to ask twenty more questions on top of what I was being told. I didn't get it. Why me? Did I not already know this would happen? Is this not the reason I was followed Poe? Who was arriving??? Nothing...nothing would be given to me in words.
Just when I was about to ride closer to the platform to see what work needed to be done to the now moving wagon, he simply would stop me. Telling me to come back tonight, once the wagons had stopped, in the darkness I would see clearly what I needed to. Return then.
I promised I would.
Poe was sitting on his shoulder, just looking me over with the turns of its small slick dark feathered head. I was happy for the windscarf over my face, it would hide the burn of crimson at my cheeks in my own personal shame. Letting my tongue finally release from the roof of my mouth did I speak.
"You must be Shadow?"
He was. He didn't speak much, telling me, I would know soon everything I was to know, but for now, I had work to do. He explained to me, there was a wagon I needed to prepare. The arrival would be soon. It had to be ready, and I had to do it. I wanted each time to ask twenty more questions on top of what I was being told. I didn't get it. Why me? Did I not already know this would happen? Is this not the reason I was followed Poe? Who was arriving??? Nothing...nothing would be given to me in words.
Just when I was about to ride closer to the platform to see what work needed to be done to the now moving wagon, he simply would stop me. Telling me to come back tonight, once the wagons had stopped, in the darkness I would see clearly what I needed to. Return then.
I promised I would.
