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09-14-2015, 02:20 AM
The elephant could not help but chuckle richly at the look on Mauja’s face as Achaius inquired about using a title for him. Tembovu has suspected that his king was not fond of designations, but now it was entirely confirmed. Vaguely, he wondered why this was- but shelved the question for another day. Still wearing a grin, he turned his gaze to Achaius, interested to see how the bay stud found the Edge.
A question he had been asked earlier resurfaced and nagged his mind. “What brings the people at the Edge together… is there a common ideal?” He slides his eyes to Mau once more, “Achaius asked me earlier if we’ve a uniting idea for the Edge, and I couldn’t answer him,” he paused, thinking, “Do we?” hid deep voice was ripped away by a sudden, particularly violent gust of wind.
His thick body braced against it, causing him to lean towards the newcomer, wiry coat brushing against his smooth bay one while his thick tail lashed at both their legs. He grinned his lopsided smile in apology, sidestepping away from him in order to give him room. Some men were so touchy about personal space. His movements brought him to brushing shoulders with his king, which the giant didn’t seem to mind. Re-cocking a hind leg, he relaxed once more in the company of such fine men. The Edge was attracting such robust and lively newcomers. His black tipped ears flickered around, listening and waiting for the others to speak.
A question he had been asked earlier resurfaced and nagged his mind. “What brings the people at the Edge together… is there a common ideal?” He slides his eyes to Mau once more, “Achaius asked me earlier if we’ve a uniting idea for the Edge, and I couldn’t answer him,” he paused, thinking, “Do we?” hid deep voice was ripped away by a sudden, particularly violent gust of wind.
His thick body braced against it, causing him to lean towards the newcomer, wiry coat brushing against his smooth bay one while his thick tail lashed at both their legs. He grinned his lopsided smile in apology, sidestepping away from him in order to give him room. Some men were so touchy about personal space. His movements brought him to brushing shoulders with his king, which the giant didn’t seem to mind. Re-cocking a hind leg, he relaxed once more in the company of such fine men. The Edge was attracting such robust and lively newcomers. His black tipped ears flickered around, listening and waiting for the others to speak.
ooc| sorry for the shortness, I ran out of ideas ;_;
Please tag Tembovu.
