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nope, you got it right! Big Grin 300+

Haven was glad to see Alder opening up more and more as their conversation moved on. The boy had seemed almost painfully shy at first, but now those little bashful walls were coming down. He was happy that he could so easily make things more comfortable for his little brother. There had been fears that this meeting again could be a little awkward, as his first encounter with Rio had been, but it was nothing of the sort. It was all the good of his first time with his little half-sister with none of the bad. The large pup's tail continued to wag ever more enthusiastically and Haven found himself wanting to shift back down to his rarely used quadraped form to frolic and play. Perhaps he would later on, but right now he was more keen in talking and learning about his brother.


As Drogon leaned forward to sniff the pup, Alder did as well and the Knight was once again surprised how bold the shy boy was with the much larger animal around. He wouldn't expect someone like Alder to be so openly curious about the mustang but that expectation was clearly mistaken. The boy's sudden giggle fit made it impossible for Haven not to emit his own amused sound at the horse and pup's antics towards one another. Drogon enjoyability of the situation was increasing with everything that Alder did and his front hooves pranced against the ground, his sable black tail swishing to and fro. "You're making Drogon behave much like a youngling himself," he said with good humor. Haven had never seen the stallion act so, and he had to admit it was endearing.


The man couldn't help but let his chest puff a little at the knowledge that his mother had described him with the title he had striven for and gained beyond all odds. Haven was proud of being a knight, and it filled him with more pride to know that his mother talked of him in such a way. "She's right, I am a Knight in my pack." It didn't surprise him that Alder didn't really know what a knight was. He was still very young, and Haven had no problems delving into an explanation of his position. "Well, knights are people who are charged with the protection of the kingdom. They stand for truth and honor and valor. They defend the helpless and vanquish the wicked people who would do others harm." Without even thinking, he found himself using the descriptions that he had heard in his childhood stories. He was more describing the knightly ideal than himself in particular.

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