Another cycle had passed, and once again, Kaelen found himself waiting for Galandor. The old elf was out hunting with his daughter, as was his usual routine in the early hours of the day. Kaelen stood in the same vast clearing where he fought against the old elf and the reanimated beast. But today, there was something different.
Flores was here.
She sat a short distance away, gently petting Kali, who perched on a low branch within arm's reach. Flores was feeding the crow small pieces of fruit, and from the looks of it, Kali seemed to enjoy the attention. A smile played at the edge of Kaelen's lips. He hadn't expected the bond between the two to grow so quickly. Flores had become attached to Kali, and, surprisingly, the usually aloof crow seemed just as attached to the young elf.
'Guess it's true about girls bonded quick with each other.'
