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The stallion acted like a colt, and Artemis was his weary mother. Walking at a steady pace, she watched as the apparently hyperactive stag flew into a gallop, racing by the bright lights of the lamps, the colour of his pelt shifting rapidly from illuminated red to deep, dark crimson. Her eyes rolled. What ever would the herd think of her for bringing this stallion? But by the looks of things, they needed members, and she herself was not exactly the best person to have around. She was a misfit, as he was, so surely she couldn't turn him away. Just as she had done, he needed a place to call home. He was apparently adjusting much better than she had, at least.
He made a U-turn and and swiftly brought himself back before her, settling in to her pace. She managed a small smile. "It is a good place to call home," Se responded simply. She hoped he did not take her quiet demeanor to heart. Although she was not fond of his erratic behavior, it was not unkindness that prevented her from speaking with him. Her ears pricked forwards, glancing around the illuminated area for any signs or Ktulu. Artemis was hesitant; she had not spoke to the mare face to face, so she was unsure about the whole situation at hand (what social circumstances didn't make her nervous, you might ask) but luckily for both of the fairly new arrivals, it was not Ktulu that met them.
Her head raised, giving a quick nod toward Apollo as he approached. His face was familiar, and one of thew few she had really spoken to, so she felt a flood of relief wash over her. She even managed a more genuine smile. Good to see you well, he spoke and she glanced toward her scabbed over knees, which still ached and made any pace faster than walking slightly painful. They were badly bruised, but nothing she couldn't cope with. "And you, Apollo. This is Titanium. He wishes to join the Grey." She spoke softly, eyes focused on Apollo's nose and mouth. Eyes were something she seldom met. "I hope this is okay, lord? He needed a home, and as you were kind enough to accept me, I thought...." He voice drifted off. Despite her stoic and neutral tones, she was nervous. Her tail twitched anxiously.
"Speech."
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