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As he was allowed to touch the horse, he also did a quick look-over, trying to see if there was anything else that would need doing. There were a few sores and scars that he felt could use a dab of medicine, given the horse actually made it back to his tent, but over-all they looked mostly healed, things he could do nothing about. He wondered how long the abuse had been going on before this male had come along, or if it were simply that the idiots were sensible enough to let the wounds heal before creating new ones.
The Turkish man spoke an odd word, and Drakien looked up, somewhat confused, just as he elaborated, and then the young male smiled, turning back to the horse. "It is lovely name, for lovely horse." He said, and stroked the long muzzle gently. The stranger said he'd like to come with him, and Drakien nodded agreeably, releasing the dark gelding's muzzle gently and turning back up the road. "Is this way." He said, and pointed toward the distant lights of the fire, only about fifteen minute's walk off the beaten path. He glanced worriedly only once at the horse's hooves, but he thought that, if it had managed to get this far on the road, a few minutes' off-road walking wouldn't hurt too terribly.
Moments later, however, the male proved even more surprising, as he made sounds Drakien had often heard merchants make when they sold animals. Hesitantly, he attempted to stretch his imagination further, and tilted his head curiously at the wolf, looking disbelieving and uncertain at the same time. "Will Umut be able to walk off path?" He asked, both to test his theory and because the stranger--Levent, he introduced himself as a moment later--had known the horse longer. He nodded to the Luperci, and then as the cat was introduced, looked down and nodded to him as well, his face completely serious though still somewhat disbelieving. He was almost certain he'd heard the cat talking before, but now it only meowed; maybe he'd been smoking too much.
"I am Drakien Lusk," He said, taking his own little bow, and then turned, tilting his head. "The caravan is not far. Baba will have something to help Umut, I'm sure."
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