Broken Antler Fen brass devil

If he ever came clean with it, Bridget would have some pretty disappointing news for Caracal... but skills she had to spare, and she absolutely loved teaching. She wasn't amazing at it - she tended to get pretty impatient with the talking and preferred to show more than tell, but hey. Both were valuable!

Caracal's call got her curiosity piqued and she was quick to respond, sending up an answer and loping towards him on the borders. Hey! she called as she got within earshot (and sight range) of him. Something wrong? Wait, don't tell me - this is just a social call. She laughed, tickled by her own wordplay. Get it? Call... because... shit. Anyway. Still chuckling, she waited.