Juniper listened carefully, holding the jerky between her thumb and forefinger and taking tiny delicate bites. This was the height of discipline for her.
It seemed that Cam's ritual work came from within his family. The tiger found that intriguing. It gave the practice weight, perhaps even family-specific tradition. It was a bit different from the other arcanists she knew once again; they all seemed to be islands unto themselves, practicing alone and under the radar. Maybe Cam lived in a world where magic was commonplace--it made sense, with the way he talked about being the caretaker of a Fae sword.
“So this is just like... Part of your family life, huh?” Juniper mused retorically. She watched Cam with bright, shrewd eyes as he removed his sweater and started on the next part of his ritual. “What kinda magic do you do? Elemental stuff, too?”
It seemed that Cam's ritual work came from within his family. The tiger found that intriguing. It gave the practice weight, perhaps even family-specific tradition. It was a bit different from the other arcanists she knew once again; they all seemed to be islands unto themselves, practicing alone and under the radar. Maybe Cam lived in a world where magic was commonplace--it made sense, with the way he talked about being the caretaker of a Fae sword.
“So this is just like... Part of your family life, huh?” Juniper mused retorically. She watched Cam with bright, shrewd eyes as he removed his sweater and started on the next part of his ritual. “What kinda magic do you do? Elemental stuff, too?”