Literature
Here be Dragons: Rifles and Parents
As I walked to the train station, I felt Talorath nip my wing.
The choice was obvious.
I immediately regretted saying that, as the usual torrent of questions from Talorath came. Hence, I spent a good ten minutes explaining what was GPS, and how it worked.
As we approached the range, my phone buzzed. One of my shooting teammates was calling me.
I accepted the call, and said, "What?"
"Are you going for training today?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Where are you?"
"Walking towards the door of the range."
"Oh. Can you run? The coach is going to start her lecture now, and you are the only one left!"
"OH. Ok
Running now boss." I said, as I hung up