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11-28-2012, 08:05 PM
The foal was just a child!"He is only a child, not a soldier, not a toy of yours!"Tingal was even more aggravated when the mare lashed her tail across his face. He aimed a quick nip at her quarters, growling like a cat.
Tingal swept his tail across the young foal. His anger at the mare remained, but it did not show when he spoke to the child."Hello dear boy. Surely you do not want to follow this mare. I know she may look like your mother, but I am part cat, and you smell nothing of her. Young child, trust me, I shall tend to your needs. I shall take you to a place where you will feel welcome and warmed. Where your past will not matter, where have yet to discover your future."He glared at the mare, aware that she now hated him. "Wouldn't you prefer to go to a place where you are accepted?"He asked, gazing into the child's eyes. "This mare wants to raise you for her own purposes, to gain power. I have heard of her wicked sins. You do not want to go with her, but who am I to say, you must decide, dear child." Tingal gave a warning snarl at the mare, showing that he would not tolerate her foolishness. Messing with him was a danger. He could hunt, and if she messed with him, she would be his next meal.
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WC:244
Tingal swept his tail across the young foal. His anger at the mare remained, but it did not show when he spoke to the child."Hello dear boy. Surely you do not want to follow this mare. I know she may look like your mother, but I am part cat, and you smell nothing of her. Young child, trust me, I shall tend to your needs. I shall take you to a place where you will feel welcome and warmed. Where your past will not matter, where have yet to discover your future."He glared at the mare, aware that she now hated him. "Wouldn't you prefer to go to a place where you are accepted?"He asked, gazing into the child's eyes. "This mare wants to raise you for her own purposes, to gain power. I have heard of her wicked sins. You do not want to go with her, but who am I to say, you must decide, dear child." Tingal gave a warning snarl at the mare, showing that he would not tolerate her foolishness. Messing with him was a danger. He could hunt, and if she messed with him, she would be his next meal.
OOC:
WC:244
