Ranulf's belief, despite the fact that he had no real reason to, made Momo feel a lot better than she thought it would. She'd gotten so used to people instantly not believing her, that it was almost a shock for someone to readily accept. It made her wonder if Ranulf was familiar with gods at all.

"You're quite right. This place is a menagerie of the unusual and unique," she said, flipping back a page in her sketchpad to an earlier one of a majestic fire bird soaring through the sky.

"This is what my wings look like. His name is Tobiume."