[ mah HAH kahn HA ]
> none <
⬩ none ⬩
▻ no children (x none yet) ◅
It is incessant, to be honest, the girls’ need to find more irritating games each time he was put in charge of looking after any group of children that included their number in the mix. Clods and globs are thrown at him, grass and roots acting as dropped shrapnel in their bombardment. He stands there, for all the world looking like the harangued sitter he was, without much expression and trying not to let loose the hound the barked and snarled in his bone marked chest.
When Uprising sidled in beside him, he sighs the sigh of a deeply affronted saint and says, "Standing beside me may not be your best choice," he punctuated with a groan. They were already on the return, his glance at some more of their playing cousins and siblings distracting from the new projectile picked up by one of the two monstrosities.
The next thing he knows is there's galloping approaching and he looks back, a green thing creating a wet plop sound as it stuck to the bridge of his nose. Already he knows it is alive, the thing croaking in protest and something like what Maha believed was pain. His golden hawk eyes fix sharply on the little girls just then. Mocking and playing with him was all well and good, but he was a bit less tolerant now and they’d finally spurred him into action. "Excuse me, Uprising, while I go and see to those mad dervishes..."
He lowered his head so that the frog might be eased onto the ground, then he took two strides to face the girls directly. "That was not fair to the frog." He flattens his curled ears into his mane, fixes his gold eyes on the two of them, deciding it was about due that he learn to properly herd and manage troublemakers in more than a stern look or word. He head snaked, he charges them, knees brought up high to make heavy collisions to the earth beneath - if they split, he would follow Arc. If he could harry the girl into exhaustion, it’d be payback enough for the frog - even if it did not pay back the rest of the mess across his back and neck and haunches.
PRINCE OF TINUVEL’S BAY
▻ stallion - desert bred mutt - black sabino - 16.0 hh - fell x mṛgaśira ◅