[color=silver][center][h2][color=#595555]𝐹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔[/color][/h2]
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It was almost amusing, watching their mighty dragon warden struggle against the impassable might of... a couple of trees. More than once, a snicker threatened to slip past Fellwing's lips - but she kept them sealed to maintain peace. Garrock seemed painfully aware of his shortcomings, so pointing them out would have been redundant at best, cruel at worst. 

Once the trees relented, they were greeted with a marsh. Fellwing wondered whether the soft ground would present another set of issues for their bigger dragon companion, but it soon turned out that terrain was the least of their worries. With a terrible squeal, rodents of some sort - familiar from her vision - begun pouring out of the forest around them. One latched onto Garrock's wing, tearing off flesh in its wake. Fellwing could only hope Skobeloff didn't run into similar trouble while alone.

The black drake stepped back. She knew her strengths, and that fighting was not among them. All she couldoffer was guidance - or shadow magic, and she would rather not risk the latter if the situation wasn't dire. Moon magic then, perhaps, or simply a tactical retreat. Would they make it? The soft ground was a bigger hindrance to them than it was to their lighter pursuers.

[color=#595555]"How far is Echo's cave?"[/color] she called over to Stargaze, taking in their surroundings.
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[hider=mechanics]Fellwing Studies Someone (the rodents) and with a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/24372]10[/url], asks "How could I get you to not attack us?" and "What could I learn from you?" [/hider]