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Saul Stormbringer · 05-21-2012, 12:13 PM

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Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

Lilin's relative silence to Saul had been weighing on his mind their entire journey, although he'd watched her flit back and forth between Miskunn and Colibri, an anxious hostess. He also recognised the wary look she got in her eyes when she looked towards the horses. He understood that some didn't get on with the large animals, but he had grown used to them and was comfortable enough around them. She had permitted most of her possessions to be packed away into the saddle bags, so she at least appreciated the use of the horses. Saul had tried to ignore her preoccupation and had concentrated on Bran and Niernan's ministrations. It seemed neither of them could express affection for the other without a physical blow involved and Saul began to understand that this was their way of bonding and showing this affection. It made him laugh more than once to watch Niernan trip Bran and then the caramel cousin would leap up and tackle his older brother without hesitation. It was a routine well worn.

They arrived and it seemed the rest of the clan had already accepted that this was their home. Their sentiments were accepted with a soft smile to each, although he noticed that Lilin did not echo these sentiments. He snorted quietly, before a question from Niernan brought his attention back to the present. He glanced over and smiled softly, before considering his cousins question. Thinking about it, he couldn't quite remember which bag had been packed with what and shook his head softly. I can't remember either! We'll unload it all into this house and then we can sort through it all once we've settled into whichever house we want. He said, thinking it was probably easier to have it all in one place than try to sort through it straight off of the horses saddles.

Lilin's voice caused him to look up, like it always did, and he flashed a smile her way as she showed Colibri towards a house close to the one his belle had chosen herself. He decided to let them sort it out between themselves, noticing Miskunn's silence and glancing over at her. She stood with a thoughtful look on her face, brows slightly furrowed but utterly still. It was clear she was in deep thought and he left her to it. Noticing Ezra beginning to unpack the saddle bags from Petra, Saul stepped forward, quickly undoing the girth around Hermes and sliding the loaded saddle to the floor, bags and all.

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