Gryffindor glanced to the side to see a newcomer emerge, he looked straight back and concentrated hard, his mane following and lay beautifully by his side. He stared into the eyes of this 'Thor' and tried to unwind his thoughts, Gryffindor was very good at finding out how a person was feeling.
His aim was to act weak and dim witted, and it was working, so, when or if they make a move, they were in for a surprise. He stood for a minute and watched as the newcomer arrived, it was a white mare, fragile as she seemed, Gryffindor did not underestimate her, as her powers could just be as powerful that his wisdom and brute force.
Looking round, he began to size everyone up. There was Thor, he seemed to be quite a heavy build, but not as heavily built as him. There was this black horse, who seemed very out of place with all the other, he looked like a small threat, but he was still a threat.
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We will be young forever [Gryffindor,Open]
