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A single ear rotates toward the pair of mares, their words barely audible over the crash of the waves against the sandy shores. He caught just bits and pieces as it seems the pair had not yet met each other. He did not go unnoticed for long, when the darkest of the two made her way in his direction. Brother, we have company. Jaxon swivels his heavy head towards the mare who introduces herself as Silvanus. Are you looking for someone? She asks. Yes, we are looking for your company for the night. The voice offers darkly.

"The nam' is Jaxon, my friends cal' m' Jax." He drawls. "Someon'? No, I am not looki' for someon'." He says, a smile plays at his dark lips. This is going to be easy, brother. The voice laughs. "I am, looki' for friends." He says. His dark eyes flick over the mares as they settle down closer to him. Silvanus was trusting, and bubbly. The other mare, was wary of him, and to be honest she should be.

Please, don't make us leave. The other mare pipes up, her words edged with worry, as she pleads with him. We will make you beg. Jaxon swivels his dark head towards the other mare. "Why do you thin' I would mak' you leave?" He asks, in mock surprise. "I am jus' a weary travele' like yo'." He offers, continuing his facade of innocence.