OOC: +5
Maschine was in tune with what was going on around him, and the skull painted stallion had seen the stomp of authority from the blood painted stallion. The appaloosa equine had snorted and thrown his head up at the other stallion, stubbornly. Maschine had been the very first stallion in Inferni, and he was the only one until Imacai came with his stallions, and then this woman came here with her stallion. Cotl looked at Maschine and he pulled back the reigns to make the stallion back up on turn away from the other stallion. Cotl expressed irritation with a glare shot at the crimson painted steed that was not his. Maschine obviously did not like the challenge because his ears would fall flat on his head, much like Cotl's own coydog ears. The woman scolded the stallion, which was fine with Cotl, so he dismissed the act against his steed from her own. The imp dismounted his steed and stood in front of the woman a few paces away. She apologized for trampling the traps as well, and offered him her time to help fix the traps and hunt down any kills that he might have lost. Cotl hadn't checked all of his traps since they were so scattered throughout the lands, so he did not know how many of them she may have trampled in her hasty ride through Inferni. One of his large, orange coydog ears had pulled forward as he thought about if he would want her, to accompany him. She had been incredibly sincere and respectful to the Imaginifer; which was more than he could say about many of the other newer member.
Cotl did not smile to her though. It was normal for this frown to be here, and if it wasn't this frown, then it would be a creepy, evil smile that would be placed there. There was barely anything in-between. He held his bi-colored, ice-fire eyes on the woman, before his head would twitch to the right and his throat would clear itself rather loudly. Maschine grunted too from his spot over by the tree he was standing at. His butt was turned towards the group, but his ice blue eyes were watching, this was for sure. Cotl could feel the skulled appaloosa's eyes staring at his back and then the other stallion and the female. "Mein name ist Cotl Ulrich.-FICK- Vho du?" the man asked, pointing at himself and then to her, as if this was supposed to help her know what he was talking about. He actually had the better accent of all of his German family, even his German born son knew more German than English, and even Marik's English was pretty bad. Cotl had more practice because he was a shut in that had nothing better to do often times. This also led to his trapping techniques. Since he was small, he often couldn't take down deer by himself, and he didn't really like having to chase after small creatures and sometimes having to dig them out of their holes for just one rabbit. When hunting for not only himself, but for his son, and his brother as well then it was easier to do traps than to track down, chase, and dig out three different rabbit holes. Not only that, but sometimes Cotl was able to get other rodents in his traps, which made things interesting at times.
"Du patrol die borders, rights? How far?" the man asked, his ears twitching back for a moment and then they both pulled forward towards the woman. The man then let out a loud "NYEH" and he shook his head lightly.
"speech"