Tarkyn chuckled. “I remember showing something similar to a group of people without warning them; half of them fell over.”
Just then Sheldrake and Jackson came trotting up and stopped either side of them.
“What’s going on?” asked Sheldrake, frowning. “You asked that cockatoo to come down, didn’t you, with your forest guardian skills? And why is Stefan looking like a stunned mullet?”
“Careful,” murmured Tarkyn, gently stroking the cocky’s head. “You’ll frighten our little friend here. She has been very brave to come down amongst us, as it is.”
Jackson grinned. “She has, hasn’t she? What a cutie.” He manoeuvred his horse around behind Tarkyn’s, bringing Bosco up beside Stefan. He leaned across to Stefan, handing him his waterbag. “Here. Drink this. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
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