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As he approached the shed he picked up an uncomfortable scent, like a shaving of iron shearing across his nostrils. Lucius's magic. Specifically, Lucius's magic tuned to something defensive, what the bird himself would call a firewall and what a normal person would call a circle. Summoning or just containment, Rem couldn't tell. Either way, it did not improve his opinion of the situation.
He was still going to go in, of course. It was impossible to make any clear judgments without knowing what was actually going on, and, well, it had been a while since he'd had any romantic prospects. But first he called up a carcass from beneath the forest floor, an unfortunate deer felled by a wolf and long since rotted away to bone, joined its skeleton back together with a gesture and a whisper, and breathed life back into it, plus a little something extra. One of its hind legs was missing, and there were obvious tooth marks on most of the bones, but that was all right. Presentation wasn't really one of his concerns.
Thus armed, he walked up to the shed and opened the door.
(Move to Whisper Forest when done)