The discovery came not from the pack to the north, as Ezekiel had feared, by from a stranger on a stallion. A challenging bellow rose from ahead of the pair, and it brought Viggo’s blood to a boil. Though calmer by nature due to his breed, Ezekiel had quickly learned that Viggo was young for a horse and arrogant. The heavy animal tossed his head and began stomping over the rocky ground below them, walking now only because Ezekiel’s body commanded such a thing. Low orders were issued in a deep rumble, and while the chestnut beast paraded towards the stranger, he did not charge and did not lose his head. Ezekiel refused to allow it.
What they were met with was a pretty black and white horse ridden by a man with an obvious coyote bloodline within him. Ezekiel saw the stallion’s eyes roll at the sight of his own mount. The man on its back yanked roughly on the reigns, which only caused the riled stallion to rear up. Viggo snorted loudly, prancing sideways at the display. The Aquila gritted his teeth and shifted his weight back, forcing the horse to remain still.
It was then he called out to the stranger, amber eyes flashing gold with fury. “Control that damn thing!” He barked, knowing that no amount of low-speech reasoning would settle a stallion’s hot blood.
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