Archived talk:Nala Phan/@comment-5142966-20140815212606/@comment-4529228-20140816213437

She smirks, amused at his awkwardness. "Sure. You lead the way." Her falcon, Obsidian, swooped down, landing on Nala's shoulder. Nala strokes his head affectionately, but Obsidian fixes Lance with the "eagle eye", staring him down, almost as if observing him and deeming him worthy or not of his master.