"A good thing I wasn't expecting a concert flutist, then. I would have been gravely disappointed."
He slowed his strides to match his companion's, for though Laurent's legs were long (a fact Damen couldn't help but visually observe), the Beast who escorted him had limbs both longer and more hugely muscled. It had taken him several years to learn to walk upright so easily as on all fours, after the transformation. Even now, it wasn't what anybody would call graceful. Still, there was an innate power to his movements, as there might have been to a bear's, lumbering yet vigorous.
Damen felt uncomfortably aware of this brush with his former humanity, for he'd learned the harp as a young Prince of Akielos, and been quite good at it too, when he was between campaigns and actually had time to practice rather than train with the army. He held up his other arm, presenting his hand for inspection. "They're retractable, like a cat's. Except instead of naturally resting inward, they're more comfortable out." The claws quivered for a moment, then disappeared into the grooves between his fingers. "If I wish to play, I pull them in. But I still manage to pluck two strings for every one that I actually want to play. Fortunately, the harp is a very forgiving instrument, where the rebec would merely mock my attempts to make music on it."
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He slowed his strides to match his companion's, for though Laurent's legs were long (a fact Damen couldn't help but visually observe), the Beast who escorted him had limbs both longer and more hugely muscled. It had taken him several years to learn to walk upright so easily as on all fours, after the transformation. Even now, it wasn't what anybody would call graceful. Still, there was an innate power to his movements, as there might have been to a bear's, lumbering yet vigorous.
Damen felt uncomfortably aware of this brush with his former humanity, for he'd learned the harp as a young Prince of Akielos, and been quite good at it too, when he was between campaigns and actually had time to practice rather than train with the army. He held up his other arm, presenting his hand for inspection. "They're retractable, like a cat's. Except instead of naturally resting inward, they're more comfortable out." The claws quivered for a moment, then disappeared into the grooves between his fingers. "If I wish to play, I pull them in. But I still manage to pluck two strings for every one that I actually want to play. Fortunately, the harp is a very forgiving instrument, where the rebec would merely mock my attempts to make music on it."