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The dark male was suitable impressed as Saul led Hermes back along the broken roads towards him. Saul could see two dark poles poking out the side of the stacked doors and understood that Temo had made a sort of cross shape that the doors were tied to. It was simple and effective, two traits he was fairly certain were what Temo was. While simple was perhaps not the right word, Saul substituted with straight forward. Temo was a straightforward man and Saul could see himself liking the dark male as a friend. He was a good worker as well and Saul was pleased Nayru and Razekiel had given him the task of Bensen. It suited him well, especially with improvisation as he had proved with the poles. A moment of worry came from him as he expressed his concern that he hadnt made it large enough.
"It looks good to me Temo. Nice and stable as well."
He said, hooking the ropes he already had with him around the horizontal poles. They would have to keep an eye on the half of the pole that faced vertically forward- it would be prone to catching on things and slowing their progress. As Saul watched, Temo made his way round to Hermes' head, stroking his muzzle and neck softly. He wondered if the male had a horse of his own, or whether he knew how to ride. He pushed the thoughts aside as Temo praised Hermes. Saul chuckled, coming round to pat the horse on the rump. He needed a good brush, but that would have to wait for a later date. "His name is Hermes. I found him in the Dampwoods by Anathema"
He offered idly, before catching hold of the horses reigns and pulling him foreward. After the initial tug of the doors against him, Hermes adjusted himself for pulling and began to slowly walk forward. It wasnt a great weight for him and the tracks that Temo had created did well to get the doors flowing over the ground as quickly as Hermes' walk would bring them. It took them perhaps half an hour to reach Cerne Rise once more, before Saul pulled him to a stop, clucking softly and stroking his head to tell the horse that he had done well. He allowed Hermes some freedom then, unhooking the makeshift harness and allowing him to wander closer to the park of lush grass as the men began to sort thhe doors out.
"Saul speaks." Saul thinks.
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