quite eradicated
No problem at all! Just make sure to PM me details about the horses :>
It was still surprising for him to see someone the size of a child behaving as an adult. This was an error of his own thinking, perhaps, but she was visually peculiar. Had they not been born Luperci, she would have been ousted for this flaw—any variations that did not ensure survival were meant to be erased. Yet intelligence had given them the ability (if not the right) to challenge these old ways. After all, was this tiny girl not riding a massive horse? Wearing a wolf-pelt cloak? Leading what appeared to be new animals for their yet growing herd?
Helotes seemed pleased, both with himself, Inferni, and their small cousin. Less receptive was the mare behind the two, who snorted at the additions with slight discomfort. She had quickly been claimed by Viggo, and had no intention of letting the largest stallion lose his prize. Assimilation meant survival. “Found yourself some prizes, eh?” His accent, a peculiar mixture of native Canadian and that of the tribe he had spent time with still lingered. On his shoulder, Ibsen finally let out a cawing laugh. “You coyotes are going to be outnumbered by horses soon,” he mocked, voice harsh and brittle as to be expected for his High Speech.
Pausing to take a drag, the blonde’s eyes shifted between the pair and settled on the larger male. “Are you at all versed in weapons? Or horses, for that matter?” Maybe he had mentioned it when they met, but who could blame him for forgetting? Not when his mind was miles away.
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