How can we win? When fools can be Kings
Hector's vision remained on the mahogany mare as he listened to her reply, orange oculars brightening a touch when she confirmed she would follow him home. Home? The brute gave a short snort at himself noting it hadn't taken him long to already consider the place better than his original land. Well.. Anything was better than that place. Laughing happily, Hector obliged to the femme's needs and turned back in the direction he came from. Although quite a bit smaller than he, Hector never really did pay attention to others heights. Since he towered over most he came by. Her pupil lacking eyes certainly were an intrigue and the tribrid wondered how such an occurrence would come to pass. He made no comment on it though, who was he to question the appearance of others? An alien like him. |
• Dragon's Throat Rank Experience: Fortify | Level 3
• Permission given for moderate power play, magical influence and damage at all times