"Who brought me here..." he murmured, his voice rough with sleep. Then, his eyes flashed, "Was it the Lesser Elf?"
He reached out through his connection to the Beast Soul, sensing its location, and found it moving along the estate's perimeter.
"Roaming the estate..." A soft, impressed smile crossed his face. "That elf is really smart. Carried me to bed, then went right back to guarding the grounds without being told."
It was a small thing, but it spoke to the intelligence the Lesser Elf possessed, the awareness and initiative that set it apart from an ordinary summon.
The spirit didn't just follow orders. It understood situations, made its own judgments, acted on its own to care for and protect its master. First burying its rival out of respect, now carrying Moon to bed and resuming its watch. A truly remarkable Beast Soul.
Moon lay still for a moment longer, his body ached pleasantly, but his energy had recovered with the rest.
