He peers at it, rubs his thumb over the point, sniffs it, and only then deigns to make marks on a page.
An extremely crude map of a continent she should be familiar with. The shape is vague and partly wrong, but he gets most of the mountains right, and he draws Shadow Mountain up in the far north where it should be. From there, the point of the pencil wanders down over the continent in a meandering pathway. He mimes people, then himself hiding from them. This, apparently, was his primary method of navigation: flee from anyone who walks upright.
After some time spent doing this, he ended up deep in a forest (indicated by gesturing around them and patting a tree, then pointing at the map).
He turns the page.
He draws a dragon, crude but unmistakable.
He touches his face, the pad of his thumb just under one eye and his first two fingers just under the other; he brings that hand down to touch the dragon; he makes a circling gesture, then brings it back up to touch under his eyes again.
Then he stretches his wings, and draws the dragon in flight with a winged bipedal figure beside it, and turns back to the map and drags the pencil right off the edge of the continent and over the ocean and around the edge of the page to pass under the flying figures and end in a small blob shaped more or less like this island.
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The pencil seems to puzzle him.
He peers at it, rubs his thumb over the point, sniffs it, and only then deigns to make marks on a page.
An extremely crude map of a continent she should be familiar with. The shape is vague and partly wrong, but he gets most of the mountains right, and he draws Shadow Mountain up in the far north where it should be. From there, the point of the pencil wanders down over the continent in a meandering pathway. He mimes people, then himself hiding from them. This, apparently, was his primary method of navigation: flee from anyone who walks upright.
After some time spent doing this, he ended up deep in a forest (indicated by gesturing around them and patting a tree, then pointing at the map).
He turns the page.
He draws a dragon, crude but unmistakable.
He touches his face, the pad of his thumb just under one eye and his first two fingers just under the other; he brings that hand down to touch the dragon; he makes a circling gesture, then brings it back up to touch under his eyes again.
Then he stretches his wings, and draws the dragon in flight with a winged bipedal figure beside it, and turns back to the map and drags the pencil right off the edge of the continent and over the ocean and around the edge of the page to pass under the flying figures and end in a small blob shaped more or less like this island.