Posted on June 14, 2012 at 01:48:30 AM by Havande
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Havande's ears flattened themselves against his skull in a mix of fustration and surprise. He wasn't expecting such a hostile takeover by the lead so soon.
"Calm yourself, dear sir. I mean no harm nor intrusion. Rumors have come to me that you are searching for...A military man would be a good word, a beta to work for you. I have no home and am a simple loner, a gentleman of course. I came to ask if you may take me on if nothing less than a simple apprentice if it came down to it. Your reputation as a warrior goes past you, Arishok." Havande's words were simple, his voice low and truthful. His features had relaxed when the stallion had shown himself, but now, his back was tensed, his limbs were leaning back on his haunches. In truth, he partially wanted to run like the devil was on his heels away from the battle scarred stallion but right now...Havande wanted to prove to him that he was worthy of a home. The black male looked alive and alert, lowering his head in respect, but did not lower his gaze. "If you still desire me to leave, sir. I shall do so, and without hassle. I am a gentleman and true to my word." |
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