Chapter 5 — Page 7
Let a shapeshifter be your guide. Seems legit.
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PANEL 1: Fetch grabs Pooka by the scruff of the neck. He has an evil reddish glow in his eyes.
FETCH: Back off, Pooka. Or have you forgotten that I am half-demon?
POOKA: Whoa, hey, relax, Fetch. I’m just kidding around.
PANEL 2: Pooka is suddenly docile and conciliatory. Fetch remains salty.
POOKA: My apologies, young feller. I didna mean to frighten you. Just taking the piss out of ol’ Fetch here. We go way back, don’t we, mate?
FETCH: Not that far, “mate”.
PANEL 3: Pooka holds up his finger to demonstrate. Fetch is incredulous.
POOKA: Tell ya what. To make up for me lack of manners, let me be your guide to the Summer Court!
FETCH: Guide? You’re no more native here than I am.
POOKA: Aye, but watch!
PANEL 4: Pooka transforms into a horse. Owen looks surprised, Fetch is nonplussed.
POOKA: Tada! Who better than a shapeshifter to know the secrets of a city?
OWEN: Wow!
FETCH: Meh.
PANEL 5: Owen speaks to Fetch, who looks thoughtful. Pooka is a little chagrined.
OWEN: We could use a ride. My feet are killing me. And the castle is a long way up that hill.
FETCH: Fair point. Saddle up, Pooka.
POOKA: I should have kept walking….
FETCH: Back off, Pooka. Or have you forgotten that I am half-demon?
POOKA: Whoa, hey, relax, Fetch. I’m just kidding around.
PANEL 2: Pooka is suddenly docile and conciliatory. Fetch remains salty.
POOKA: My apologies, young feller. I didna mean to frighten you. Just taking the piss out of ol’ Fetch here. We go way back, don’t we, mate?
FETCH: Not that far, “mate”.
PANEL 3: Pooka holds up his finger to demonstrate. Fetch is incredulous.
POOKA: Tell ya what. To make up for me lack of manners, let me be your guide to the Summer Court!
FETCH: Guide? You’re no more native here than I am.
POOKA: Aye, but watch!
PANEL 4: Pooka transforms into a horse. Owen looks surprised, Fetch is nonplussed.
POOKA: Tada! Who better than a shapeshifter to know the secrets of a city?
OWEN: Wow!
FETCH: Meh.
PANEL 5: Owen speaks to Fetch, who looks thoughtful. Pooka is a little chagrined.
OWEN: We could use a ride. My feet are killing me. And the castle is a long way up that hill.
FETCH: Fair point. Saddle up, Pooka.
POOKA: I should have kept walking….
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