The warrior walked tall in more ways than his physical size. The very presence Archibald held was powerful, commanding respect in such an overwhelming manner that lacked arrogance. Archibald was too collected for arrogance--he had watched arrogance gain so much punishment in his life he was not going to throw himself into the dark pools of the disease. Arrogance had lost Casimir his eyes, arrogance gained some of the scars across Wilder's body. There was no enough prize compared to the loss when a horse danced with arrogance guiding their steps. Archibald knew how to handle himself, and that fact did not have to inflate his chest.

Since the meeting Archibald had extended his patrols and now ventured off after he was finished, his mind constantly racing. He had yet to see his mother and experience her anger and lashes for not reaching the lead position. Archibald did not realize until he found himself in the woods, where his mother was a constant dweller, that he had been avoiding her. Snorting now and shaking his mane to toss the thought away Archibald lifted his legs into a slow, melodic trot. His massive hooves shook the ground as he weaved in and out of trees, Loretta loping in front of him, swerving in and out of his path and changing speeds constantly. The bitch, still being a pup, let nature take over her heart an found enjoyment in simple things like running. It was in her blood, and because of it Archibald moved at quicker tempos now.

Up ahead Archibald could see a fallen tree, just slightly larger than his mother in her panther form, covering his path. Flattening his ears back against his black flesh the knight raised his gait to a collected canter. The ground under him was firm from the cold of Frostfall, but the ice was minimal because of the heavy tree cover. Loretta struck off the path, finding herself a new way because the obstacle was too much for her. Archibald, however, pushed his body towards it. His breed was not meant to jump, but anything to get adrenaline pumping through his veins was pleasurable in his mind. As he closed in he tensed his muscles and, finally, at the precise moment sprung into the air and cleared the log with ease. The giant landed on the earth with the white feathering that surrounded his massive hooves dancing.

"Speak"