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03-03-2013, 05:03 PM
The stallion's scarred head swung to the side to stare at the giant, his icy pools glazing over with disbelief. It was almost too convenient to have met someone who was a resident of his former herdlands, but it saved the buckskin from days of useless travel, so he ignored the suspicion that crept along his spine. The big draft didn't seem to be the type to plot against another, or the type to take one prisoner, but he didn't know what his true intent was. For all Ricochet knew, he could be a damn wraith who had been sent to spy on the returning tyrant. "Foothills, you say?" Ricochet didn't bother hiding the skepticism from his voice; he wanted the other brute to know that he did not trust him. Looking away from the stranger and to the hills he had recognized earlier, he let a small truth tumble down from his charred and blackened lips. "I lived there once, almost half a year ago." The stallion's un-bonded companion slunk over to his master, his tail low and his chocolate eyes looking up into the brute's blue ones. He knew that something in the buckskin had changed, and that something would happen very soon, but he didn't know what. It would have something to do with the much bigger male, that much he was sure of, so the dog climbed onto the rock where the make-shift shelter grew from, perched on its edge and facing the backsides of both males. It was the prime spot for an ambush on the big one, if he decided that it would be a good idea to lash out at his fiery master. Absentmindedly shifting his weight onto one hind leg, Ricochet spoke to the stallion again, trying to assure that his current information was indeed correct. "Jackal, he still lives there, yes? And who is currently ruling over the herd?" It wouldn't make sense for the Incendiary to try to force his way back into a herd he once ruled -- in part -- with a unicorn and a deadly stallion. He knew for a fact that neither one of them would let him return, but what if his nephew showed some affection for his long-lost uncle, and helped him to re-join the herd of the Windtossed Foothills? {Feeling so out of it today. ;_; Sorry this is so late.} i'm bulletproof
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