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07-16-2012, 11:57 PM
The colt certainly had spunk, his kick whistling between their bodies as they melted around him. They had expected nothing less, or else they would have sat idly and watched the youngster breeze through the field. They grinned, excitement simmering beneath their haughty stares. They were sure to keep it properly checked however. It would do no good to appear as eager as the colt - he had to deserve the honor of their knowledge. Maskan could not fight off a roll of his eyes as Madyrn brimmed with arrogance beside him, nearly drooling like a hungry dog over this fresh pound of untrained warrior flesh. A flick of his tail and Maskan set his brother back into line, the two exchanging a wordless conversation at Aaron's question. "What do you fight for?" They were abruptly still and silent then. Orange eyes lost their humor and features drained of all expression but the utmost grave sincerity. |
