whatever you do; Posted on July 29, 2023 at 04:34:52 PM by rafe
make certain your hands are clean ; Ever since Marceline took Gunes and some other Peak mare took Cato, Rafe has been itching to scope their borders out. But the situation with Fell, and possibly with the entirety of Tinuvel has made him reluctant to leave his own shores. But with Autumn upon them and Raegar so…territorial over his own little band, Rafe has finally decided he can slip away.
He cuts from Salem across to the Lagoon, then meanders north until he comes to the border shared by the Falls and the Peak. Here he pauses, gaze intent ahead, staring into the open meadow where the Vulcan sisters reside. He can’t see anyone - but then again, Marceline isn’t exactly stupid (her decision to dissolve their alliance and cross him notwithstanding) so why would she linger unprotected when the mountains just ahead offer ample hiding places?
He’s debating if it’s worth venturing into the Peak to try and find her, risk starting a fight when he really doesn’t need to be angering another rather powerful group given whatever fight to come is lingering with Tinuvel on the horizon. So he’s paused here, and that’s when he sees the mare a few hundred feet away, a pretty golden and white thing pause before she takes a hesitant step forward.
Rafe really shouldn't get involved, but he’s never been able to resist a pretty face. And if he can convince her away, reduce the ranks of the Peak by one more, well, it will only serve him well in the end.
So he stirs from his hiding place, heading closer to the mare and watching her with sharp, icy eyes. “You’re right to hesitate,” he finally drawls. “They’re an insufferable lot; all high and mighty about personal choice until it suits them to steal their own trophies. I imagine it has to get old living among such hypocrisy.”
rafe | 15.2 hh bay overo brindle mutt | king in the badlands