Giselle petted the wolves as they gathered around her. The crow on her arm shuffled up until it was on her shoulder, doing something that she wasn't quite sure about to her hair. She hoped it was just some grooming. The wolves growled again as Merlin began to speak in that strange language.
"Hush now," Giselle told them reassuringly, giving each a gentle pat. "Merlin is speaking to the dragon. We don't want to scare it anymore than we already have. It would be very scary if something big invaded your home without reason," she told them gently. Sage have a rumbling sort of growl, but he cut off when Buttercup nudged him. "There now," Giselle cooed. "Merlin will sort it all out and then we can get on with our work."
Post by Merlin Emrys on Oct 24, 2017 8:44:10 GMT -5
While Giselle was keeping the wolves calm, Merlin was speaking softly to the dragon. It was only about the size of the wolves themselves once it had settled down and folded its wings in, but from what Merlin knew about dragons it looked older than its size might suggest. Still, it was only a young dragon, and it was clearly just lost and confused, so it was easy enough for Merlin to get through to it eventually.
Merlin found a nearby door, clearing the vines with magic and pushing it open, herding the dragon gently inside. "He'll just stay in here for now while we finish up tidying," he called back to Giselle, not wanting the dragon and the wolves to have another confrontation "I'll find him a new place to live once we're done."
Giselle kept the wolves calm as best as she could. She was confident that Merlin had the situation under control. As long as the dragon didn't hurt anyone then all would be well. She gave each wolf another pat for good measure. They were getting along quite well though she could tell that they were all a bit tense. But that was alright really. They were simply afraid and trying to protect themselves.
"We won't bother the dragon by cleaning?" she called back to Merlin. The last thing she wanted to do was give the poor creature another fright. "I wouldn't want to scare the poor thing. Or make the wolves too anxious." They were already plenty anxious even with the dragon behind closed doors. They could smell it and hear it in there. One of the crows let out a sound that sounded like human laughter. Then the other crows took up the sound, a cacophony of distorted human laughter rang out down the hallway.
Post by Merlin Emrys on Oct 27, 2017 18:36:50 GMT -5
"No, it's just going to go to sleep in there, we won't bother it and it won't bother us," the last bit he said more in the direction of the wolves, wanting to reassure them as well. When the crows started up he sighed, giving them a disapproving look. They were worse than Archimedes, honestly.
"But now that's dealt with, shall we get back to cleaning up the rest of the rooms? We were making good progress, we should be done fairly quickly if we get back to it"
Sage growled low in his throat, not pleased with the idea. But it was a short growl. He only needed to make it known that he was not happy with this arrangement.
"I think that's quite enough," Giselle said, addressing the crows. They quieted, shifting and looking at Giselle. "Now everyone, lets get back to cleaning." A few of the crows cawed and then rose into the air. "The faster we work the sooner we can take a break. And the sooner we can relocate those who need to relocated." She nodded pleasantly at the plan. The wolves trotted back down the hall and Giselle went back to hacking at vines.
Post by Merlin Emrys on Nov 1, 2017 12:39:04 GMT -5
((sounds good to me))
"Exactly." Merlin agreed, glad that the wolves and crows were agreeing to continue helping even after the unfortunate dragon encounter, he hoped they wouldn't be too resentful, and resolved to ask Giselle later if there was some kind of appropriate thank you gift for a wolf. It said a lot about the kind of things Merlin had been through at this school that he didn't even think the thought that weird.
"Let's get back to business." he nodded, setting off deeper into the building to finish up their work.