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Wheat in hand, Harker knelt down and held it out toward the midget chicken the girl had seemed to be aiming for. The thing stared at him, its tiny chicken brain somehow mustering the capacity for suspicion before it finally bounced toward him. Before it could bite his hand, he dropped the wheat, and drew his wand out of his sleeve. Glancing up at the girl, he cast a little dome shield over the chicken and its wheat, smirking when another chicken bounced off it.
"Easier on your hands," he said with a shrug, standing and brushing some dirt off his knee. "Some animals are fun to feed, others aren't worth the trouble. Though gloves are always a good idea..."
Shepard. Destiny Shepard. Hark filed the name away, adding a mental note that, in the short time he'd been here, this was the first person he'd actually talked to. Giving her a smile, and a quick nod, he repeated the name.
"Destiny Shepard. Given your name..." He glanced around, eyes finally landing on some brown fluffy sheep, and he pointed at them. "Those might be more your speed."
Mister. Hark had never been called Mister.
"James. Harker James." He looked at the chicken, which was pecking at the shield, wheat abandoned under its foot. "Before you say anything, yes. I know my name first name is a last name, and my last name's a first name. It's been mentioned more times than I'd care to remember." He held out a hand to her. "You can call me Hark... and you should probably stay away from macaws." |