Björn where innocence is burned in flames
Anger seethes beneath his smoky hide and he just reacts, letting his emotions control his body as he hurtles into Requiem. He can feel their bodies collide, the satisfying feeling of Requiems skin between his blunt teeth, and above all he hears Tavas screaming in protest. Björn ears are buried beneath his inky unkempt mane so he barely hears Tavas as she berates him for his rash decision to attack Requiem. But Björn does not regret his decision nor does he care if Tavas thinks he should of listened first. He turns his gaze upon her, his glacial eyes smolder.
"He made no call to announce his arrival," he growls as he turns his attention on Requiem once again. "This all could of been avoided, if you had done one simple thing," he says with a growl. He stands with his tail slapping his sides, the anger boiling beneath the surface of his smoky hide. His eyes remain narrowed on Requiem as he tries to regroup. A dull ache begins to spread through his shoulder where Requiem and him had collided just moments ago. These things he can attend to later, now he has more pressing matters at hand.
As Requiem gathers himself, and stares at Björn as the first of his news comes tumbling from his mouth. Björn's eyes pop in surprise as Requeim's news fills the space between them. Warsaw has lost the Inlet? He glances over at Tavas to see her reaction and then brings his gaze back to Requiem. "This is interesting news indeed," he says barely audible and mostly to himself. "Is that all the news you have?" he asks. "If so, you are free to leave my lands," he says gruffly, as he turns to look upon Tavas.
His ears pin into his dark mane as he looks at the pale mare. "Visiting hours are over," he says with a growl. He would make sure from now on, she would not leave his sight.
Translation:
Icelandic mutt - Grullo Sabino - Stallion - 14.3 hh - Dögun x Freya
Bera Konung of the Ridge
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