Fuck me! What the hell was Mauja thinking?!

d'Artagnan couldn't believe his ears. Not only was there an equine who was being far too clever for her own good, but here was one of his own race protecting her?! The Doctor laid back his ears in utter distaste as he listened to the femme's tirade, his annoyed face turning into one of sheer anger. As usual, he didn't even bother to hide his emotions... Not that it was possible anyway, d'Artagnan always struggled hiding his madness. The mare carried on and neared the end of her heated speech with the red steed's blood well and truly boiled to its max. Does this silly little child even know who she is talking to?! Eyes laid harshly into the youth and an angered maw was just about to open when a familiar voice interrupted them. He was that lost in his own anger that d'Artagnan hadn't heard or scented his ever faithful Nurse coming.

Kou was more tactful than her Doctor could ever be. The pale arab's vocals were calm and meant to control the situation. Not that d'Artagnan disapproved of sorting something out calmly, the fact was it just wasn't doable after he had been insulted as such. In fact, it wasn't really in the red's make up to do anything calmly, the Doctor preferred to watch others do the 'sensible' things. Still, d'Artagnan was rather glad for her presence beside him. That meant he couldn't go completely mad and loose all his senses. It would of been worse if she wasn't around at the time. He smiled warmly at her, dipped his head then gruffly said his greeting, "Kou."

Even after Kou had finished d'Artagnan still didn't manage to get a word in as Ulrik pulled in with one of his weird mechanical contraptions. This one looked like a wolf. The Doctor liked the tribal patterned Ulrik, they shared similar thought patterns and boiling points. The same raging madness which d'Art thought was an admirable trait. Many disagreed. The engineer delivered delightfully cold threats at the equine mare to which d'Artagnan turned and nodded to him in approval. Proud of his herd mate. "Ulrik."

Now d'Artagnan could finally address the pair before him. Just looking at the equine was enough to make him sneer and the sheer fact that this infuriating new mare had defended her. Venom boiled up into the words behind his sooty lips and he narrowed his eyes at them both. "I'd do as he says equine vermin. Ulrik isn't one you anger and get away with it..." A malicious half smile followed as he wondered what she would do, poorly out numbered the equine femme was. Satisfied, he turned to his new 'herd mate'.

"And you. Silly little girl. The herd of the Worlds Edge does not except any other creature other than those with a horn and only a horn on this land. Equine filth like her are not allowed on our land let alone be greeted on friendly terms?! Be careful who you threaten girl or the next nap you take I'll make sure you wont wake up from..."

He left his own threat hanging there. d'Artagnan didn't need his horn to kill, not when he was blessed with the knowledge of poison from the divine Earth himself. No, it took only something subtle for the Doctor to get rid of his enemies. Ironically his way of killing was more secret and unknowing than the ways of his sister. A fact that d'Artagnan revelled in daily although he'd never rub it in Seiren's face. Not if he had a death wish that is.