~Haythem~
Haytyem heard Mara chittering around on his head. What is she saying? Does she not realize I have no idea what she is saying? Hearing her grunt atop his head Haythem whimpered "Don't get sick on my head!" He whined not sure what she was doing up there. Feeling a push at his right ear followed by another way of chattering Haythem could only assume she wanted him to go that way. Hoping his assumption was correct Haythem turned to the right, trotting slowly at first to see if she would repeat the action again.










