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Temeraire Stormbringer · 09-14-2012, 11:51 AM

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Pushing the door aside, Temeraire inhaled the scent of a fresh building. This was the only building so far in what was to become the Sveit village and Tem was pleased to see his family had done a good job. While the hall wasn't massive, it was a comfortable size that would serve to fit the pack in should they have need of it. The giant table that spanned most of the hall, two equally big benches set on either side for seating, seemed the perfect get-up to him- there wasn't the awkward situation of too little chairs should they actually intend to get everyone in here. The fireplace that sat almost at the head of the table was big and Teme saw that his uncle Bran had done a good job in building it. Taking in the sites was easy for him, blue eyes wide as he looked towards the large map of Vinátta on the wall, the big book that recorded important events they wished to document.

His musings were interrupted as a soft, feminine greeting called out and Temeraire whipped around, blue eyes meeting the honey-blonde of his aunt. His father had informed him of her arrival and Temeraire had acknowledge it with a nod of his head and the disinterested shrug of his shoulder. It was perhaps an exaggerated response- he was actually quite excited to meet her. He was just a little dubious, because his 'Uncle' Gideon hadn't lasted two minutes in their ranks. He saw her stumble and couldn't help the snicker that escaped him. It was rude, he knew, but he also couldn't help it.

You must be Shiloh, my Aunt. I'm Temeraire. He introduced, rich tones confident as he took striding steps forward to aid his aunt if she was in any pain. Pale tipped tail flashed back and forth however, to show he was at least friendly as he reached out to help her.

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