Despite being some kind of super existence above the yellow orichalcum rank, this reindeer was awfully endearing. She didn't seem to be jaded or power hungry. Instead while casually talking to him saving the world she just kept snuffing and snorting around searching for the source of whatever was making that delicious small. She was still angling to snack on his reindeer lichen.
The more he thought about it the more Gordon started to see this black dust whirlwind reindeer as someone he wanted to protect. She was pulling his heart strings, with her doleful eyes and filthy condition. She was perfectly proportioned, exceptionally powerful, and somehow it felt like she needed protection just as much as the world needed protection. Powerful enough to kill all the bad guys and kind enough to ask questions first and kill later.
She was a walking, talking, ball of contradictions.
'Yes, but will she kill me when she finds out that I evolved both Renier and the sloth?'
