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GreatWarg · 10-15-2002, 03:32 PM

*****Rhûn Nation*****

Ulwyte frowned. The silence of the ride had given him time to think. Lovek's steed had turned up, which lightened his mood a bit. That meant he wouldn't have Lovek bellowing orders into his ear about his riding skill. The horse, too, seemed much more light-hearted, and its pace was quick and smooth. Once in a while, however, when it caught a whiff of the captain's scent, it would pull its ears back tight against his head, drawing his lips back while his muscles tensed. Lovek often found it amusing to kick to steed if it lagged slightly. It wasn't exactly its fault if Lovek happened to have thick armour, thank you very much.

A sudden stop made Ulwyte nearly crash into Lovek's beloved horse. He was quite sure if he had the captain's face would go purple and he would once again be bellowing with rancid breath at him. Having a battle-scarred brute yelling in your face is not exactly pleasurable, much less so if the veins in his neck are standing out and his eyes are going red.

'WHY HAVE WE STOPPED?!' Lovek demanded. It had, no doubt, intended to be a simple inquire, but it turned out to sound like a donkey braying loudly full of indignance.

10-15-2002, 03:32 PM	#246
GreatWarg Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: May 2002 Location: East of the Misty Mountains Posts: 339	***Rhûn Nation*** Ulwyte frowned. The silence of the ride had given him time to think. Lovek's steed had turned up, which lightened his mood a bit. That meant he wouldn't have Lovek bellowing orders into his ear about his riding skill. The horse, too, seemed much more light-hearted, and its pace was quick and smooth. Once in a while, however, when it caught a whiff of the captain's scent, it would pull its ears back tight against his head, drawing his lips back while his muscles tensed. Lovek often found it amusing to kick to steed if it lagged slightly. It wasn't exactly its fault if Lovek happened to have thick armour, thank you very much. A sudden stop made Ulwyte nearly crash into Lovek's beloved horse. He was quite sure if he had the captain's face would go purple and he would once again be bellowing with rancid breath at him. Having a battle-scarred brute yelling in your face is not exactly pleasurable, much less so if the veins in his neck are standing out and his eyes are going red. 'WHY HAVE WE STOPPED?!' Lovek demanded. It had, no doubt, intended to be a simple inquire, but it turned out to sound like a donkey braying loudly full of indignance. __________________ "What shall we do, what shall we do!" he cried. "Escaping goblins to be caught be wolves!"