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Teme Lupus is by Alaine!

Despite his antics, the pair moved through Jordheim and north towards the stables with an ease and amiability that belied their brief time knowing each other. Despite the fact that Ink was a new addition in Tem's life, he felt as though he'd always been there and that they knew each other well despite actually knowing very little. They were similar in personality, that was for certain and despite their contrasting colouring, the pair suited well. The stables came into view and Tem couldn't help the vibration of excitement through his body. He understood that his dad was busy most of the time, but a riding lesson wouldn't have taken too long. He couldn't resent it though, his friend was going to teach him. Temeraire waited outside while Ink entered the stables. He could hear his friends words and chuckled softly to himself.


Their playful banter was envied by the male, who could only really play with Helexia at the moment. She would grow up into a good horse and they would have a strong bond, but it was easy to see how getting a horse when they were older and more experienced was beneficial to those who were inexperienced themselves. He was an impatient male at heart but he knew he couldn't rush this. He knew it would be difficult when the time came to actually start training her, getting her used to weight on her back and commands that would help him ride her. His father had told him that much at least and he was glad the elder Stormbringer had had a foal before. He knew little about Arete other than that she was given to Melee, his fathers adoptive niece. It all got confusing when adoptive relations were added into it.


He was pulled from his thoughts at Ink's request and he bounded forward eagerly. He came in, hand curving around Helexia's velvet soft muzzle once before he moved to stand close to Jericho and Ink. He had no idea what his friend might want with him. Whats up? He asked, blue eyes dancing with excitement at their little lesson.

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