"It fares well. I am now its Sultan." A small grin of pride ebbs across the titan's mouth as his new title rolls off his tongue, tasting
delicious as it does so. Volterra is unaware that Sacre used to live here, having only joined a year ago himself. As the unicorn mentions not wishing to be away for long, the Indomitable's skull inclines whilst an expression of displeasure replaces the smile.
"Understandable," he rumbles. These are troubled times indeed, and Kaos' threat hangs like a blanket across their lives and homes.
He tilts his head with evident interest when the smaller male states that he has something of the Throat's. Had he misjudged Sacre when they'd met - is he talking to a thief? This quickly transpires to not be the case, however, as the man's bonded drops a key at Volterra's formidable hooves. The newly-crowned Sultan knows that others outside the herd still have keys, and it's going to be quite a mission to reclaim them - the items are precious and they can't have them laying around across Helovia given Kaos' presence. Having one returned, then, is an unexpected boon, and the warlord is deeply grateful.
"I appreciate you returning it to me now, and I bear you no ill-will because of it." He scoops up the key and awkwardly tucks it away in his mane, ready to be added to their dwindling stockpile. "You may rest a while inside the Throat, if you wish. I know you will be keen to return home, but you will help nobody if you are picked off by a predator on your way back because you are too exhausted to defend yourself." He steps forwards to allow Sacre entrance across the bridge if he so desires."Our grass is fresh and our water pleasantly chilled if you wish to partake of it." It seems only fair to extend such an offer - after all, the man has travelled far.
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