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Ah, his assumptions had been correct. She was fresh meat at the Court. Liam wondered if his father had met her yet. It wouldn't be too surprising if he hadn't though. Lately Vigilante had been really busy and the reasons behind his schedule were very much understandable. “It's nice to meet you, Terra.” he said. One thing Liam found odd about her though was that she seemed oddly timid. She wasn't making any kind of eye contact, seeming to fear his reaction if she said something wrong. He didn't ask her why she did that though, merely assuming that she was a shy creature.
Liam was looking out at the scenery below when Terra noticed his injuries. He didn't see her sudden change of emotion, therefore he wasn't aware that something seemed wrong according to her. In his eyes, Liam had been a fighter among many more in his pack – some even younger than him. Instantly his thoughts steered from his current position in the tree to his best friend. Robin. She was a month younger than him and she had fought. She had been brave and strong and pride overwhelmed every fiber of his being every time he thought about how well she'd done. He was proud to be her friend – her best friend. Liam Catori knew that Robin Aatte would make a great warrior someday... someday soon. She would definitely live up to her namesake.
And then in a flash his thoughts were brought back to the 'then and now'. He glanced at Terra, his face expressionless. The stables. Liam mentally shuddered at the prospect. He had a strong dislike for horses. What the hell though, right? “Sure, we can head down there if you want... You like horses?” were his words, followed by a quick shrug. He had gone near the stables many times and once or twice he'd been close to actually setting foot in the structure but hadn't actually gone in there. Considering he was almost a year old, that fact needed to change. He needed to overcome his fear. Ah, wouldn't it be complete bliss if one could conquer all of his fears?
Table by Marie, edited by Kit. Lyrics go to Brad Paisley.
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