3rd Bloomingtide. Beautiful day, clear, not a cloud in the sky
It’s a funny thing, watching a mabari about to leap. If you’re paying attention, you can see the moment they lock on; it’s like every muscle in their body goes perfectly still and perfectly tense, and their head drops low to the ground, and their ears swivel forward like tiny little pointers, and then their hindquarters start just the slightest wiggle and you know whatever they’re looking at is about to see the end of their days.
In other news, Fenris has refused to speak to me since Summerday.