[Fjord doesn't quite notice at first. Not really, focused as he was on not focusing too hard on what his legs were doing. It was touch and go- he'd be reminded of them, stumble and trip a bit before he was able to pull his attention back to the fuzzy firbolg before him. But his steps were growing more certain, a cautious sort of step, ears lifting a bit more from half-mast, head even lifting a bit from what only was now apparent had been an uncertain sort of hunch.
Even picking up to something almost like a trot, for all the steps weren't entirely steady just yet, it was more like a pup than the absolute blunder of so short a while ago. Not that Fjord realized it just yet, yellow eyes fixed intently on Caduceus for the moment.]
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Even picking up to something almost like a trot, for all the steps weren't entirely steady just yet, it was more like a pup than the absolute blunder of so short a while ago. Not that Fjord realized it just yet, yellow eyes fixed intently on Caduceus for the moment.]