Snippet #2191978

Thane stopped in a plaza, not far from the inn where Itan rested his wings, waiting for his master. When he saw Vier, a low growl escaped his throat, only to be met with a light slap on his snout. "Itan. This is Vier. She'll be travelling with us for a while. Get used to it." Thane clambered up onto Itan's neck then reached down and pulled Veir up into the saddle behind him. The massive leather straps that held it in place were as wide across as Thane's shoulders and wrapped into an 'H' pattern on the opposite side of the massive, shallow basket that held both riders and goods alike. "It's Thane by the way." He told her as Itan lifted them into the sky. "And this is Itan. My travelling companion."

Once they had reached a height that was suitable for Itan's tastes, Thane whispered in the beast's ear, then climbed back into the basket-saddle. "We start now, with any questions you might have. If there are none, then we begin with a simple test. Do you think you can handle that?" He pulled a small bone out of his pocket and tossed it gently into the air, keeping it suspended a few feet from the saddle's floor. "I will control this bone with my capabilities and in the meantime, answer your questions. You will try to wrest control of it from me. If you can take it, then you pass and we may move on. If not, we begin from scratch. I will break you down and rebuild you into an image of insurmountable power, nearly as much as a Nephilim."