When Drusilla commented that Aponivi could eat a cat, Aponivi gave the symenestra a look and replied to Turrin, Yes... I will eat it if you buy one! Be warned! Turrin ignored the wind eagle and turned his attention back to Drusilla and said with a laugh, “Please, don't encourage him, Dru. He now embolden to make threats to me now....”
Turrin laughed out loud at the wind eagles comment and listened to Drusilla tell him about pets in Kalinor. The myrian smirked when Drusilla thought that myrians allowed tigers to sleep in the long houses with the clan. If the symenestra knew the size of the tigers, she would rethink her comment since they were about twice the size of a normal tiger. The endal smiled when Drusilla described the Ranekissra a small cave bat in Kalinor. The myrian could picture the little thing now as it took refuge in the symenestra's thick hair. Turrin tried to picture a Drusilla as a child, but he had a hard time seeing it because he met her when she was fifteen. He figured the strangely beautiful woman was a adorable as a child. When she described her pet fish the Ryzowka, Turrin pictured a little white haired girl staring at a glass bowl for hours looking at her fish. Turrin noticed the white haired woman was excited to talk about her childhood. The endal knew Drusilla had some happy memories of her childhood. Turrin shrugged and said with a nod, “You might be able to find a ranne..kiis..rra, Dru. We are in Kalea aren't we?”
Turrin patted the giant eagle on the neck and said out loud with a smile, “Enjoy the warm fall day, Aponivi. I will let you when we are ready to leave.” Aponivi seemed happy with his spot in the sun, so the wind eagle just puts his white head in the grass and closes his eyes for a afternoon nap. Turrin wanted to clear up her misconceptions of his people with his friend, “Drusilla, we don't allow the tigers in the longhouses since they would be to big to fit. The cats that I am talking about are normal house cats. They free roam to the longhouses to keep the buildings clear of mice, small poisonous snakes, and insects. They are useful animals and great companions if they want affection or hungry.”
Walking besides her, the endal turned his attention to Drusilla when she mentioned symenestra's nicknames for surface dwellers as surface walkers. Turrin knew some more off-color nicknames for the symenestra, so he decided to keep them to himself, but he said with nod, “Unlike your people, Dru. We are definitely slaves to the earth unless you have a wind eagle or...” Turrin took her hand, turned it over, and gently runs a finger down her palm, “...your climbing hairs. You know they are surprisingly soft..” Turrin blushed slightly, and lets her hand go, and coughs an apology, “Sorry, I should have asked first forgive me.” Not sure what to say next, Turrin ran a hand through his burgundy hair and said with a smile, “I guess being a endal had made me forget common decency. I will have to work on it.” The endal had noticed that the power given to him by the Valintar was addicting, and he had to fight the urge not to abuse it.
Walking besides Drusilla's, Turrin walked down the street of the village, and he made his way to the port. The endal hopped the merchants would have discounts on their goods since it was so close to close port. He doubted it, but he wanted to get Drusilla a present. As they got closer to port, Turrin could see the crowds start to form and the sounds of merchants selling their goods. It was quite a sight seeing the amount of people in one area. However, Turrin knew that he had to watch for pickpockets and thieves in these crowds, so he kept a careful watch for suspicious activity. Turrin looked over at his white haired friend and asked with smile, “What shop do you want to go to first, Dru?”