Noctisardor Bypass the loxian gate

She had spent quite a bit of time near the water lately, so hearing that these sharks lived there instantly hooked Druid’s attention. Heda described them as snakelike, which made her eyes fall to the serpent slumbering around her wrist. She looked up sharply when her sister went on to say they ate wolves, however.

Her lips parted as disquiet threaded through her. Heda was still talking, now about the size of sharks and whether they sometimes came onto dry land, and her uneasiness grew. Druid closed her mouth and swallowed, looking around as if one of these dangerous, finned creatures might suddenly materialize to claim its marked territory.

But the pines were as silent as their name foretold. Druid took a breath. If it’s a snake like Bracelet, maybe it would be our friend, she thought aloud, finding relief in the thought. If it’s big enough, maybe we could even ride it, like the ringsnake clasped about her ankle.

Sharks were momentarily forgotten along with their search for the yellow bird when another noisy flock of geese passed by, prompting Druid’s mouth to flood with purple.