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02-13-2015, 01:46 AM
ROLAND
Catching rabbits, as it turned out, was not an easy thing. They were not eager to listen to instructions, or go where they were told, ignoring the warnings- and threats- the Thief muttered beneath his breath as he chased them across the field. Rather than being concerned about the storm that lay ahead, they seemed only to pay mind to the size of Roland's hooves, and how close he stepped to them. Any consolations fell upon deaf ears; they treated him like a predator, darting away whenever he came within reach. And worst of all they never seemed to tire, racing through the tall grasses and around the trees while the Thief ran breathlessly after them. At the very least, it seemed he was not the only one having such bad luck. Kahlua and another mare were doing their very best to coax animals into traps of their own, but they would not budge easily. Could they not sense what dangers awaited them if they remained on land? After many attempts and failures, Roland had gathered his flock and with one last nudge sent them bundling into the cage. They settled comfortably within its hold, at ease now that the golden monster was no longer in sight. With a heavy sigh, and a weary smile of satisfaction, he raised his head to see how Lena was faring, and cast a glance around to ensure no other creatures lingered in the meadow, anything that might have missed the call to board the ship. @[Lena] |
