The black beast strolled through the trees, his dark tail snapping idly at the air as thoughts whirred angrily in his mind. There had been too many attempts on the lagoon’s assets lately and he didn’t like it. He and his brothers needed to be vigilant. They would only have themselves to blame if they allowed someone to be taken from them, just as the band stallions only had themselves to blame for the trinkets that had been taken from them. While would have little desire to hunt down those who successfully took form them, they would not be looked upon favourably when it came down to trades or a call to arms.

As he moved through the trunks, a scent caught his attention and he recognised it as belonging to the young girl that Leon had successfully raided away from her home. Ceolwulf had not expected him to be successful as soon as he was though it came as no surprise that it was only a barely mature filly he could drive back. He seemed to have left her to her own devices since though and Ceolwulf’s gave an irritated snort at the realisation that she was alone. Had the other men not learnt from the challenge for Caesisus or the mare who almost snuck away (not to mention the one who just disappeared) or were they just too scared to leave each other’s sides after the attempt to gain Mikhail by the peak? Whichever it was, Ceolwulf would not allow another trinket to escape without something in return.

He invaded her shadows, ears pinned just as hers were. ”Time to join the others little, lost sheep” he sneered as he approached from her side, snaking out his head to nip at her hip and drive her forwards (though if she turned to face him, her face would be a fine target too).

XY . IBERIAN MUTT . BLACK . EE aa nPrl . 15.2 HH
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