The morning light was barely filtering through the thickest parts of vegetation when Garmr stalked through the muddy swamp. His ears pinned and his head snaked low, teeth snapping if either mare in front of him dared to dally too long. Even laced with insults, Khar’pern’s words had made Garmr smile when others were not looking. The headway he was making, the brothers he had set free just as he had promised during the election; all of it was more than the red dun had delivered during his reign. Did any of the Lagoon brothers miss the bastard? Garmr doubted it. Even with the few that had voted against him.


When the land cleared and swept up towards the sky, Garmr didn’t pause to let either mare rest before making the climb. The mountain wench had said hastily, so if she did not want them out of breath, then she wouldn’t have been so careless with her words. The climb was harder on the draft stallion than he thought it would be. He had never wanted to scale the cliffs to the women’s tower, and even now he loathed it as he made each steep step and the air cooled the further they went. Thankfully he had his youth on his side and didn’t suffer too much energy doing it.


When they had reached a flat ledge that gave plenty of room for all of them, Garmr pulled up and let them stop. His green eyes swept further up, clouds blocking the view of the very top so he wasn’t sure how much further it would take to reach it. Not that he wanted too anyways. They were here, and here was as far as he was going to go. With a loud bellowing call, Garmr beckoned the Peak woman responsible for this along with the brothers she was supposed to set free.


Ooc: This post is open to Khar’pern, Launching Tides, Druna, Isengrim, Cullen, Beloved, and Jigsaw


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