21st February 2012 . 4.30pm . The Sugarwoods . Optime Form
His spirits had lifted since he'd reached Casa di Cavalieri and had spoken to Dixie and Wayne. He'd been more than a little relieved to feel little of the tension that had existed between himself and the little blonde bombshell at the Winter Festival. He hadn't felt the squirming worms and zinging heat over his body that he'd felt when they'd practises their archery and for that he was eternally grateful. Dixie might be a little bit oblivious to Wayne's feelings for her, but Saul could clearly see the feelings the Labrador cross had for the Texan belle. Still, it had been a nice meeting between the three of them and Saul was more than happy to hand over Gypsy and Maia to their care. Now that he no longer lived in Ichika, he had to find somewhere safe for the pregnant mares to board until they gave birth. Wayne and Dixie had provided the care, a recompense for the months Gypsy had spent in Ichika with him.
He and Temeraire had continued on, his son chattering eagerly away in his faux-adult language and Saul chuckling and smiling every time his son went off on a tangent of very little meaning. The afternoon was beginning to wear on and Saul could see his son lagging. Soon enough, the dark boy would need some kind of nap to recharge his batteries and Saul could see that it would be soon. It would be beneficial for him to find some kind of shelter to let his son rest before they continued on. Now that he'd thought about going to find Lilin, he'd decided that this would be his destination. He had no desire, now that he was in fact 'homeless', to be wandering around the wilderness of Nova Scotia with no security. Going to find Lilin and asking if there would be any way that they could stay with them was on the forefront of his mind.
Weary green eyes swept the forest closely, searching for danger. His mind threw him the image of Regner, holding very little ground over a vengeful cougar. The cougar skin had bought him a bird and Saul was grateful that he'd been able to use the cougar for some kind of benefit instead of just leaving it in the open to rot. With a soft sigh, the young Stormbringer pulled Hermes to a stop, causing Artan, the other stallion, to come a stop behind his companion. He'd managed to scoop the little boy up into his arms and he was settling down, his eyelids drooping over brilliant blue irises when Saul settled him into the pelts piled over Artan's back. The horse would be able to stand all day with the slight weight of the puppy on his back and Saul would be free to stretch his tired body and make some form of food situation before Temeraire woke and they would be off once more. With a soft sigh, Saul rolled his shoulders and moved to extract some dried meat from the saddle bags on Hermes' back. He had a while before the bundle of energy awoke.
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