Posted on June 29, 2023 at 10:40:00 PM by Tyr
Like a nightmare that Tyr couldn’t be free of, his past bubbles free of the youth’s mouth. Jigsaw made it out to be that Cullen, his claimer, had handed Tyr the sword he needed to slay his enemies. Instead, it had been shackles that the golden stallion had placed upon the beast when he had first arrived on the Islands. Tyr had not forgotten that claiming bite, as if he were mere property, or how he had lived as a trinket in the Lagoon. What Tyr had gained in rank within the Lagoon had never been handed to him; he had fought for it until it had been stripped from his grasp.
Instead of anger, or an eruption of power like Jigsaw sought, it was only laughter that echoed hauntingly back to the dark stallion in answer.
Tyr had not gone through the troubles and hard times in his life, to give in to a youth’s prying so easily. Even if he did war with his own anger, it was not and could not be stimulated by someone like his hostage so easily. So, the pale man simply laughed at Jigsaw’s attempts without a hesitation in his steps as he moved across the beach. Soon enough, the brown stallion would get what he wanted. But not today. Not when Tyr had other, more pressing, things on his mind.
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