[In which Jizabel carries a
lamb under his arm. It was a scrawny little thing, with its fur patched with some dirt and mud. But it had a healthy look in its eye as it busied itself with chewing on Jizabel's necktie.]
Is anyone missing a lamb? He might have gotten separated from his flock when the castle fell. He had a broken leg so I had to take care of him for a while.
[He pulls his necktie away from the lamb's mouth. It bleats in protest.]
He's not wearing a collar or a tag but it might have fallen off. At any case he's doing fine and--
[The lamb manages to reach for his necktie again. He sighs, takes the necktie off and unbuttons the top three buttons in his shirt. The lamb goes back to chewing on said article of clothing.]
-- and he's ready to be returned to his owner. So if anyone--
[The lamb drops the necktie on the ground. He bleats and squirms under Jizabel's grasp, so much so that Jizabel has no choice but to put the lamb down. The lamb bleats happily, picks the necktie up in his mouth and runs around the field, waving the necktie around like a small child would with a ribbon.
Jizabel watches the lamb run with a smile on his face. It seems like he's forgotten that he was making a message for a while. He wasn't facing the Dreamberry anymore. Some things are just more important than addressing people.]
If anyone knows who owns him or where he's from, please tell me.