I reached for my staff, intending to summon Haven, but with a flick of his tail, Fable knocked it from my hands.
"Hey!" I glared at him, summoning it again, "Stop that! I'm not playing right now."
A low growl rumbled in his throat, and I froze, a chill running down my tail. His fur had risen, the tip bristling as it waved threateningly behind him. His ears lay flat on his skull, and the rumble turned into a growl.
I held out my hands defensively, keeping them on either side of my staff, just in case he decided to bat at it again. But he was no longer looking at me, his muzzle twisted to face the low hill.
