The sooty palomino seems amused by his compliment, but Cullen doesn’t entertain the idea as to why. Instead, he moves on the conversation, nodding at his new friend when he asks to learn more about the bachelor way.
”One could only learn so much from stories and tales, young Varanduil. You will learn a great deal more by doing things yourself.” He was in need of a new protégé since he lost one bit the dust. A stallion that allows himself to be over taken by a mare he raped was not worthy of calling themselves his underling anyway. His son was too soft hearted to run the Lagoon as it stands, though he fought bravely for his honor, Cullen was still in search of the next worthy soul to train.
He was interested to understand this young one’s dreams and aspirations to see if he was a good fit, but the look on his face raises suspicion. The stallion’s eyes went to someplace else as he could see the male deep in thought. Cullen allows the simple show of affection, or submission, as Varanduil trims the fur on his back. Not many have truly touched him this way, he typically didn’t allow it, but he liked something about this kid. Perhaps the palomino did not even realize what he was doing. A chuckle leaves his lips as the stallion’s grooming techniques change for the better and he fixes whatever mess he has made back there. Cullen didn’t really care what he looked like personally, he wasn’t out here to impress any ladies.
Their gazes found each other as Cullen knows the stallion had found his answer.
To be wanted, he snorts. Cullen wanted to laugh at the notion, but he could see something in the youth’s eyes that this statement really meant something to him. He explains his need further, but most of it meant little to Cullen. The boy finally settles with the thought to be needed and Cullen nods his head.
”You are defiantly needed in my home and one day you shall be wanted if you make that your drive.” A smirk spreads across his lips that grows even wider when the palomino asks what he dreams of.
”I dream of a few things, Varanduil.”
”One is vengeance to the woman who took my precious bachelors from me last year. The other is saved for leaving a mark on this world that is not easily forgotten. Like the scars on my coat, I want to be the nightmare some can never shake even when I am long buried.” His white tail flips behind him as his eyes scan the darkness around them. Eventually he brings his gaze back to his new comrade with a smile.
”Ready to come home?”
Cullen - Mutt - 17 - Palomino Min. Overo - 15.2hh - Lagoon Boss 