Calantha's point of view:
We stand in front of the road in silence until the carriage sound fades into the distance. The soft wind brushes my skin softly, stopping me from telling Tharros to pinch me softly to confirm if this is a dream or not.
A splitting scream escapes my lips and before I know, I fling myself on the standing Tharros, using his tall huge shoulders as a leverage and jumping up and down, my feet hitting the ground. He stiffens, as if in surprise, but I continue to jump in excitement anyways. I'm so overwhelmed by happiness.
“I.” I jump. “Can't. Believe. That.” I say, amidst jumping.
He turns his head to his left but I disregard it and continue jumping. Then, he pries my hand off his shoulder and places the dead skyhorn on his shoulder, where my hand had been.
“Shift b
