MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
Erebos looked between Attikias and its hand, flexing it and letting its muscles relax when Attikias held it.
When had it last let Attikias touch it? Internally, it recoiled at the idea, but it refused to let that show through, a blankness coming over it as it stared.
It was free, and it still didn't move. Slowly, it got back into the rhythm of that, and looked up to Attikias, judging. Quickly, it snapped its eyes to the trap being dismantled, and the gears in its head turned- "Yes," it snapped out quickly, teeth clicking together. "Give me the rope." It held one palm up as it took the sticks from the ground, its body language demanding as it watched Attikias.
Once it got the rope, it pulled back, 'standing' up to its full height. "I'm going to set them up," it hissed, watching Attikias before charging off into the forest. It was getting too friendly with Attikias, too close for comfort, and it needed to be alone- and if it set up traps to pay back for the food its father provided, then it'd get more food in return.
Or, maybe it'd just throw away the rope somewhere. It had to think on that.
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