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Ezekiel de le Poer · 07-02-2011, 12:01 PM

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BONDING BATH TIME

The reports from the bird and his own observation told Ezekiel that the new pack was not a large threat. That did not, however, change his mind about wishing to keep an eye on them. Being so large and so close to Inferni meant that the muddled thing across the mountain was still a potential threat. Even Anathema, or Sirius’ pack Salsola, they had several long hours between them. His patrols had increased along the mountain-side of their border, but there had been little stirring. Ibsen reported to him about the wolves settling, which would mean they would stay busy for a time. At least this gave him some peace of mind.

Horse and rider traveled back through the forest, along a dirt trail that had been widened since Ezekiel’s rise to Aquila. The main circle around their land, carved by paws constantly passing overhead, had become pronounced with Viggo’s large hooves and weight. A physical line now marked their borders, and led within to both the caves and the mansion. Smaller trails still remained, ones where the massive horse could not travel with ease. Viggo was a good mount and fearless, but his size restricted him in many ways.

They entered through the newly formed back entrance, under the archway made of wood and honeysuckle vines. Ezekiel traveled to the barn and there brushed down the stallion while the massive horse ate. Once satisfied, the Aquila left the stallion and began to travel back towards the Guest House to see his cousin. It was another blood-kin he spotted first, his subleader, and Ezekiel approached her plainly. “Halo,” he greeted.

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