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Here you go Shaw / Word Count: 507 (5 points)
Songan breathed a heavy sigh as he sat up and woke from his slumber. He gazed outside and noticed it was a bit later in the day. He was still down from his meeting with Maska, and although he agreed to make the weapons for the councilman, he was not looking forward to it. He crossed his legs as he tried to relax his mind, though wasn’t having much luck. He wished there was some way he would be able to help his brother regain the authority he deserved and send Maska back to the Great Tribe. With him being here, he was nothing but an annoyance. The red wolf’s gaze moved over to his companion, who of course was already awake and looking over him. He could see she was worried, especially more so now than before. He tried to give her a smile before getting up and heading outside by Rain. He began to pet her gently and needed something to help take his mind off things. Perhaps some time to groom the equine would be nice. He climbed up onto her back and looked over to the she coyote, offering to let her come with. She gently shook her head and said she would stay behind and clean up a bit. He gave her a small nod before giving Rain a kick and beginning to make his way towards the main area.
He paused as he began to pass through. He knew the stables were a little ways off and didn’t like that he had to cut through here. As he passed the Town Hall, he narrowed his eyes and gave a small growl. He hadn’t forgotten what Maska and his guardians did, and it was likely he wouldn’t forget until this situation with him being here was dealt with. He turned his gaze forward and began to head towards the stables.
The old wolf stopped as he came close to the stable and carefully slid off the horse’s back. He stood next to Rain’s side and began to lead her towards the stabled. He was sure there would be someone here to help groom her and he was sure the equine would like it. The silver dapple followed her master towards the stables and looked around before standing at Songan’s side. He gently pet her before moving into the stables. He looked around at the other horses in the stalls, wondering if any of them had owners here in the tribe. His golden orbs gazed around as he walked forward, calling out to anyone who worked here. ”Hello? Is there anyone here?” He stopped as he leaned gently against Rain. She didn’t seem to mind the wolf doing so. He folded his ears down slightly as he waited. He brushed his fingers gently through the horse’s mane and gave her a small smile. It was nice to have her around as well as the support of his companion and spirit guide. They helped to make the change in leadership somewhat bearable.