Rikki Tikki Travi
Larry tilted his head curiously. Something was bothering his friend. It was that moment that Larry felt a heavy feeling in his stomach. His diminished mind wrote it off as gas. He waded over to Christian and placed a reassuring, allbeit giant, hand on the boy's back.
"Trouble?"
"Trouble?"
Christian considered lying briefly, but decided even if his friend was simple-minded and a lie might be gentler, lying wasn't the right thing to do. "I thought I sensed some people concerned or panicked but I can't sense it anymore... it was elsewhere in Valhalla. I'm not that great at sensing emotions at a great distance."