"Mage, you sure that we'll find adventure out here?"
"Shuttup, you. Do you wanna have an adventure or not?"
"Yes."
"Then just follow me, and DON'T TALK."
The Dalma did as he was told. Even though he was curious, he never liked to cause trouble either, and with Mage, well, you don't want to be in trouble with him either. But you would choose being in trouble with anyone over Mage. He has a temper that you don't want to mess with. Riding on that Mage was right, Kasilke was fine with following him. Though it did bug him that he sometimes lost sight of him. His size and color didn't help, that's for sure. But then again, his temper and attitude makes up for it. Trotting along, Kasilke sniffed about, his nose twitching at the different smells of the forest. Why did it smell so familiar? He'd never been here before. All he remembered before arriving at Rena and Marie's zoo was the jostling darkness. Then why did he remember this smell so well?