masteroftheseas

Ossë followed Círdan's not-so-subtle edging away with his eyes, otherwise statuesque as one bird hunkered down for a nap on his foot and the other tried to catch one of the shells in his hair with its beak. His whining grew in volume and pitch. "I think I'm killing them anyway," he finally decided and loped towards the door. The chicken on his foot protested and leaped off, darting between his legs to chase him. "Is there a designated slaughter area?" he wondered.

“Yes, the slaughter houses and with the butchers!” he had flinched at the keening cry but followed after Ossë.  He did not need him slaughtering magical chickens in front of residents and visitors alike.  There were certain things that did not need to be seen by all since really there was no feasible way to explain all of it.  "They do follow you like the cygnets!“ he laughed.

  1. theshipwright posted this



nowe.
cirdan the shipwright.
lord of the grey havens.



independent & selective

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