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Chapter 9: Chapter 9
Well, once all that commotion settles down and we go back to our nest, as my mother barely leaves my side and when she goes hunting she forces me to hide in the nest until she gets back, and even if I dislike being locked up for so long I can't really blame her for it, but at least all that gives me enough time to truly analyze my status.
And the enormous difference between them.
Stamina is alright is seems, but not only my HP is very low but my magic is sky high, what's up with that? Is clear for me, however, that the only path I can follow to became stronger is to invest my training into magic.
So I ask the only person around, my mother, to teach me those as well but... oh well.
"Is something you feel inside and forms outside, you know? Like when you feel a buzzing in your stomach and it gushes out a wind blast, you know?" Trace the roots of this material to n0v★lbin
... Feeling in our stomach? Wind blast? Isn't it just stomach ache? Sorry, but no, I don't understand at all!
"...Momma, don't understand." I say, but she is not surprised by it anymore, only sighing, thinking that perhaps her son is a little stupid, and not that her explanation doesn't make sense at all!
"Momma, magic teacher! Magic user!" I say, still a little far from making complex phrases with this beak.
She tilts her head, cleaning her beak with her paws as he munches on a red sweet white apple, called white apple even though is red because it only grows in cold places like this, and until is ready to be eaten it is actually white to meddle with the snow, but very red and easy to spot once is done.
I'm so excited by all the new things surrounding us that I'm almost trampled over by the passing people, completely forgetting just how small I'm currently and that it would be dangerous for me to wonder about like this.
Back and forth in such situation, I end up conceding and climbing at my mother's back, making sure not to harm her with my claws even though they are too small to do any damage, but once I'm at her back is like a new world opens up in front of me.
And all the smells, the sounds, come to life in front of me, for truly it is a merchant outpost, filled with many goods, from colorful cloth hanging to vibrant crystal lanterns that fill my eyes with gleam, books, writing utensils, armors, weapons, meat, fruits, leather, all sorts of things are sold here.
"Hello Alinda! What a nice day isn't it? Is being so long, where have you being? Brought any goods to us today?" A merchant says, the one selling bows and arrows, making so my mother approaches him to greet.
"Is has been quite a while indeed, I did not bring any feathers this time around, sorry."
"Oh, is alright, just that your feathers make the best arrows, I've even come up with a name for them, they are now the "Silent Arrow" because your feather makes no sound at all! Is amazing!"
"Haha, thanks, I actually came to find a mage to teach my son, have you seen any?"
"Wait, son?" At that he finally looks around for me and, being a little darker than my mother's white back, he manages to spot me. "Ah! What a cutie! Hellou there, name's Roger, nice meeting you!"
"Wait, Alinda's son?" "Alinda? Where is she?"
After that chaos unfolds for every seller around gazes at us and, seeing Alinda, then seeing me, they all came to greet and congratulate, and many even bring presents with them, chattering and smiling and sometimes petting my back.
In the end, not only we got a hold of many goods to bring back to our nest, but discovered that there was no mage there, and the only one they heard of was in main town.
Another travel for another day... for these apple fresh pies cannot wait!
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Chapter 9: Chapter 9
Well, once all that commotion settles down and we go back to our nest, as my mother barely leaves my side and when she goes hunting she forces me to hide in the nest until she gets back, and even if I dislike being locked up for so long I can't really blame her for it, but at least all that gives me enough time to truly analyze my status.
And the enormous difference between them.
Stamina is alright is seems, but not only my HP is very low but my magic is sky high, what's up with that? Is clear for me, however, that the only path I can follow to became stronger is to invest my training into magic.
So I ask the only person around, my mother, to teach me those as well but... oh well.
"Is something you feel inside and forms outside, you know? Like when you feel a buzzing in your stomach and it gushes out a wind blast, you know?" Trace the roots of this material to n0v★lbin
... Feeling in our stomach? Wind blast? Isn't it just stomach ache? Sorry, but no, I don't understand at all!
"...Momma, don't understand." I say, but she is not surprised by it anymore, only sighing, thinking that perhaps her son is a little stupid, and not that her explanation doesn't make sense at all!
"Momma, magic teacher! Magic user!" I say, still a little far from making complex phrases with this beak.
She tilts her head, cleaning her beak with her paws as he munches on a red sweet white apple, called white apple even though is red because it only grows in cold places like this, and until is ready to be eaten it is actually white to meddle with the snow, but very red and easy to spot once is done.
I'm so excited by all the new things surrounding us that I'm almost trampled over by the passing people, completely forgetting just how small I'm currently and that it would be dangerous for me to wonder about like this.
Back and forth in such situation, I end up conceding and climbing at my mother's back, making sure not to harm her with my claws even though they are too small to do any damage, but once I'm at her back is like a new world opens up in front of me.
And all the smells, the sounds, come to life in front of me, for truly it is a merchant outpost, filled with many goods, from colorful cloth hanging to vibrant crystal lanterns that fill my eyes with gleam, books, writing utensils, armors, weapons, meat, fruits, leather, all sorts of things are sold here.
"Hello Alinda! What a nice day isn't it? Is being so long, where have you being? Brought any goods to us today?" A merchant says, the one selling bows and arrows, making so my mother approaches him to greet.
"Is has been quite a while indeed, I did not bring any feathers this time around, sorry."
"Oh, is alright, just that your feathers make the best arrows, I've even come up with a name for them, they are now the "Silent Arrow" because your feather makes no sound at all! Is amazing!"
"Haha, thanks, I actually came to find a mage to teach my son, have you seen any?"
"Wait, son?" At that he finally looks around for me and, being a little darker than my mother's white back, he manages to spot me. "Ah! What a cutie! Hellou there, name's Roger, nice meeting you!"
"Wait, Alinda's son?" "Alinda? Where is she?"
After that chaos unfolds for every seller around gazes at us and, seeing Alinda, then seeing me, they all came to greet and congratulate, and many even bring presents with them, chattering and smiling and sometimes petting my back.
In the end, not only we got a hold of many goods to bring back to our nest, but discovered that there was no mage there, and the only one they heard of was in main town.
Another travel for another day... for these apple fresh pies cannot wait!
Chapter 9: Chapter 9 Well, once all that commotion settles down and we go back to our nest, as my mother barely leaves my side and when she goes hunting she forces me to hide in the nest until she gets back, and even if I dislike being locked up for so long I can't really blame her for it, but at least all that gives me enough time to truly analyze my status. And the enormous difference between them. Stamina is alright is seems, but not only my HP is very low but my magic is sky high, what's up with that? Is clear for me, however, that the only path I can follow to became stronger is to invest my training into magic. So I ask the only person around, my mother, to teach me those as well but... oh well. "Is something you feel inside and forms outside, you know? Like when you feel a buzzing in your stomach and it gushes out a wind blast, you know?" Trace the roots of this material to n0vlbin... Feeling in our stomach? Wind blast? Isn't it just stomach ache? Sorry, but no, I don't understand at all! "...Momma, don't understand." I say, but she is not surprised by it anymore, only sighing, thinking that perhaps her son is a little stupid, and not that her explanation doesn't make sense at all! "Momma, magic teacher! Magic user!" I say, still a little far from making complex phrases with this beak. She tilts her head, cleaning her beak with her paws as he munches on a red sweet white apple, called white apple even though is red because it only grows in cold places like this, and until is ready to be eaten it is actually white to meddle with the snow, but very red and easy to spot once is done. I'm so excited by all the new things surrounding us that I'm almost trampled over by the passing people, completely forgetting just how small I'm currently and that it would be dangerous for me to wonder about like this. Back and forth in such situation, I end up conceding and climbing at my mother's back, making sure not to harm her with my claws even though they are too small to do any damage, but once I'm at her back is like a new world opens up in front of me. And all the smells, the sounds, come to life in front of me, for truly it is a merchant outpost, filled with many goods, from colorful cloth hanging to vibrant crystal lanterns that fill my eyes with gleam, books, writing utensils, armors, weapons, meat, fruits, leather, all sorts of things are sold here. "Hello Alinda! What a nice day isn't it? Is being so long, where have you being? Brought any goods to us today?" A merchant says, the one selling bows and arrows, making so my mother approaches him to greet. "Is has been quite a while indeed, I did not bring any feathers this time around, sorry." "Oh, is alright, just that your feathers make the best arrows, I've even come up with a name for them, they are now the "Silent Arrow" because your feather makes no sound at all! Is amazing!" "Haha, thanks, I actually came to find a mage to teach my son, have you seen any?" "Wait, son?" At that he finally looks around for me and, being a little darker than my mother's white back, he manages to spot me. "Ah! What a cutie! Hellou there, name's Roger, nice meeting you!" "Wait, Alinda's son?" "Alinda? Where is she?" After that chaos unfolds for every seller around gazes at us and, seeing Alinda, then seeing me, they all came to greet and congratulate, and many even bring presents with them, chattering and smiling and sometimes petting my back. In the end, not only we got a hold of many goods to bring back to our nest, but discovered that there was no mage there, and the only one they heard of was in main town. Another travel for another day... for these apple fresh pies cannot wait!
