Meeting

On the other side of the residence, Richard and Mountainsea were getting increasingly engrossed in their conversation. She was enthusiastically recounting glorious hunts in recent years, where she’d captured mammoths alone in the cold.

It was at this point that Richard realised something was amiss. “Hold on,” he asked in disbelief, “You’re a warrior?”

Her reply indicated she’d expected this, “Of course! The elders even say I could be the heir to all totemic warriors in the future!”

Richard grew slightly confused. “Then can you learn magic? I mean, won’t there be clashes with your path that slow you down if you try to learn both at the same time?” He fumbled around for the right words to say, hoping not to hurt her pride.

“Why would I want to learn magic? It’s so complicated and useless… Oh I’m sorry, I wasn’t talking about you…” She stuck her tongue out in apology, but the gaze she had fixed on his lips was one of a glutton.

Richard immediately turned around, a subconscious...