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"I believe any attempt to make her eat an herb will only result in some bloody teeth marks." Archibald sighed, lowering his muzzle to brush it between Loretta's shoulderblades. The bitch snarled, lips curling to expose her deadly teeth. Leave me alone, she grumbled mentally, but Archibald laced his kiss on her nonetheless. She needed the comfort, whether or not she would admit it to him, and Archibald gave it freely. The Dauntless was unmoved with the idea of showing the affection before these mares--they were both bonded, they both understood the necessity to be an emotional support for an animal they swore their life to protect, and it theirs. Lifting his impressive head once more, Archibald merely watched Alysanne as she greeted him with a nod.
It was her next movement, however, that made his blood run cold. The mare's wing shifted down to cover the foal, to pull it closer to her side. Archibald's lip tightened quite noticeably, and he spat his contempt toward her. "If you think me so vile as to hurt children, then be gone from this place, Alysanne." Archibald eyed the child some, tail flicking flies from his backside. Dark ears lowered into a darker mane, before he looked to Aylsanne's emerald eyes once more. "The Falls thrive." He answered coldly, molten gold eyes shifting with the offense he felt from the mare's actions.
Archibald was a warlord, a warrior, a behemoth. These things were all true, but even in light of these truths Archibald still held a code of honor, whether the world around him believed it or not. The Dauntless tightened the muscles in his shoulders, his weight shifting ever-so-slightly to touch Resplendence's dainty side. His gaze did not waver, however, from Alysanne's green gaze. "How are the lands of the murderous god you so delightfully serve?" His voice was flat, taunting. If she stood before him to act so pious for her choices of staying in the World's Edge, Archibald would knock her down brick by brick.
@Alysanne
