Strange Words
After lunch, Laz wandered off by himself, finding a place to relax. The land around him really was scenic and beautiful. Laz hadn't wandered into to many cities in his life because he preferred these wide open areas without people. Perhaps it had to do a lot with his previous nature of wanting to be alone and not connect with others. He wanted to remain invisible before even though he no longer understood why that was. Maybe it was because for him, getting close to others was way to painful.
He thought he had found a way to avoid that and yet, he had still gotten way to close to quite a few people. Well, quite a few girls anyway.
As his thought drifted here, Laz felt a familiar furry lump take a seat on his shoulder before it started to rub his face. Although the words the Tyr could speak were still few, he was still really good at communicating. And really perceptive.