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 if you don't have a weapon you can't have mine Crimson gaze shifted to the stallion who arrived shortly after Ktulu had addressed the mare, though she showed no concern for there being two of them and only one of her. The Grey, as always, was watching even at such an early hour, should she need them they would be there. The feeling that someone was suddenly beside her caused muscles twitched and Ktulu glanced to her right. Upon seeing little more than open field she focused again on the two unicorns that had called so early. The stallion, Roland, introduced himself and the mare before diving right into their reason for coming to which Ktulu only acknowledged with the tilting forward of her ears. White flickered in her peripheral vision and the darker sister turned her head back in the same direction she had only moments before. Her sister stood there now, looking quite round and on edge. Ktulu made a mental note to speak with her sister later about her sudden and quite drastic roundness, though the idea that she was pregnant never crossed her mind. Ophelia would not defile herself in such a way unless the stallion was one that she truly cared for and if that were the case wouldn't Ktulu know about him? The black dun mare listened as her pale sister spoke then listened to Arah as she followed up. "So what is it that you really want?" Ktulu asked with a touch of impatience in her voice. "You ask for defenders and in the same breath you speak as if you are gearing up for war." Would she be able to send her warriors to fight with the Basin knowing that they would be attacking the Throat? Would she be able to put Midas in harm's way and jeopardize whatever it was that was growing between them?  |
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