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Ingrid was forced to halt mid-canter, "Woah, watch it!" she scolded. A jumpy fox had appeared out of nowhere, and was weaving around her legs. Ingrid noted that it had several tails, which made it a kitsune. She'd read about those once. She definitely didn't want to trample one. She set aside the branch she was carrying to greet it, and she put her nose to the ground, "Hey bud," she said, giving the fox's head a gentle nudge. Only a companion would be this friendly. "So, where's your bonded?" she asked it.
She looked up just as Mesec introduced himself, "Oh. Got it. Hi Lyra."
She grabbed the branch again as Lyra bounded off, glancing at her bonded, who could apparently turn himself into a giant shadow dog. Now that she thought about it, the dragon was probably like that too. It still freaked her out a little though. Two more arrived, the second brought yet another dragon. Ingrid was starting to think she attracted them. Trotting back and forth with debris, she found herself falling into step with the new gold dragon and the hell hound, who were doing the exact same thing she was. I think this officially makes me the most useless herd member, she thought dryly.
