Horizon of Darkness

- Ahahaha! He licked me! What's his name? - she asked Zeikin.

- I can't pronounce his name, so I just call him Zhizhek. He likes people more than his own kind, but only when he's in a good mood. When he's in a bad mood, he might even burn you. But he's not a pet, more like... - Zeikin thought for a moment and couldn't find the right description. "Mercenary"? "Wizard"? "Elder with a treasure trove of captivating stories"? "Talking puddle of biological mass"? None of these descriptions felt quite right. - ...Well, Zhizhek, - the warrior shrugged.