Crossing the Great Pond
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ake woke up the next morning to a bird nipping at his hair. Sylphie clearly hadn’t been able to sleep as long as he had—assuming she had slept at all—and had gotten bored. He shook his head to get her off, then scooped her up as she put on a fake struggle.
"You’re a little bully, aren’t you?" Jake teased with a smile as she looked up at him.
"Ree!" she answered defiantly.
"Excuses.” He chuckled as he let her go.
She flew a few rounds around the room as Jake used his spatial storage to get on all his armor. Just in time for Sylphie to finish her morning exercise and land on his shoulder. Apparently, she had decided that today was not a bird-on-head day.
Being up and about, Jake knocked on the wall to Carmen’s room, quickly getting a knock in return. They had
