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10-15-2012, 08:08 PM
However he was not alone, moving through the fog. A young paint of brown and white moved as well. The young knight had been named a protector, and a skilled one at that. Surely the invasion had shown him many instances in battle that he would have to be ready for and work on. Then again, a grin came his mind at the thought... He did help send the former residents running with thier tails tucked. As he moved, the warrior looked for any signs of unfamiler hoofprints and unfamiler smells. It did not take him long to find one, and set off following it like a hunting dog would go after it's prey. Ears laced back as he realized just how far in this intruder had made it. The safety of the herd was the most importance.... But in the back of his mind he wanted to find the stranger before the stranger found any of the young ones with thier mothers... particularly his new baby sister...
Even with the fog, it did not take long for Aaron to find him. His coat was shaggy due to frostfall, a light mist clinging to his fur. Brown eyes narrowed as he stood tall and spoke "What business do you have this deep into the Edge?" His ears were focused forward, watching the brute look out over the cliffs. The waves crashed over and over against the rocks below.... Should it turn into a fight, the knight knew he would need to stay clear of the edge.... Unless he wished to meet an early demise. |
