“Whoa! Don't just swing your powers around!” Touya shouted indignantly as Basil drew his arm back to his body. He watched warily as the blond twiddled his fingers playfully, small wisps of wind fluttering around him enough to make the foliage of thick leaves move on either side of him. “Fine. I apologize. Happy now?”
“Somewhat.” Basil replied flatly, dropping his arm to his side. Immediately the little winds around him subsided. Only small leaves moved about them as the gentle summer breeze swept past them and into the woods, lead up by the ridge they had just climbed. “Can you build the barrier from here?”
Touya turned around to look back at the traders down below. They were far enough down that they couldn't hear the two talking, and instead had gotten back to work moving the large pieces of rubble. He could make out on either side of the pile, tall enough that two carts stacked ontop of each other still were dwarfed by it, that tradesmen from both the north-east and the eastern sides of the paths were working together to clear it. Both parties looked tired, as there was hardly enough people to trade off realistic shifts without someone being blamed for not pulling their weight.
“Can you?” Basil asked again as he stepped up beside Touya to look over the path. “Oh, wow.” He shivered, hugging his arms close to his core, pulling his jacket tighter around his shoulders. “I didn't realize we were so high.” Touya chuckled lightly.
While they had indeed climbed up just now a fair distance, the path itself was on a small rounded mountain that left the path even with the tops of forty-foot trees to the other side of it. Suddenly the breeze blowing about them didn't seem so out of place. Touya thought for a second that if he wasn't certain Basil specialized in wind magic, then that breeze that had almost cut his chin had been part of nature.
“Yeah.” Touya nodded. “There's a fair amount of nature around here, it shouldn't take too much effort to erect a suitable barrier from wolves.”
“Assuming that's all it is that attacked them in the night.”
“Let's assume that it is, and just make it a tad stronger.” Touya smiled at the blond.
Basil started rummaging through the small leather pack on his hip. “I'm sure we still have an eclair left you can use.”
“Let's save it.” Touya put his hands on his hips as he watched Basil dig around the bag. “Do you have any of the butterscotch left?” Without warning, Basil snapped his head up with a glare so fierce that Touya had to cough. It took him a second to realize that the blond had struck his stomach with a blast of wind in that instant.
“You ate it all yesterday.” Basil said in an irritated tone.
“I was hungry.” Touya rubbed his stomach. “Oh. Wait a minute!” He snapped at the other young man. “You gave it to me so I could get that donkey cart across the river with the broken bridge!”
“It was a horse.”
“Donkey!”
“Horse. And I only gave you one piece, not all five.”
Touya looked up and around himself at the plants as he tried to recall if he had indeed consumed one piece of butterscotch, or five. “It was pretty easy to do.”
“Cause you probably ate five!” Basil's voice cracked as he yelled at him.
“...Fine. Is there anything else small I can use?”
“For the barrier?”
“No, for a fifty-foot jump off this mountain. Yes, for the barrier, you twit.” Touya hit a branch out of irritation. If he hit Basil, he'd be knocked onto his butt without warning from a tornado shooting out of the blond out of defensive measures. Not as if he'd done it before, of course.
Not lately.
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