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 Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 9:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 8:25 pm
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It wasn't hard to figure out where Tir was when the going was tough and the tough was working. Taking to a quiet hill on the edge of the Chokwe lands, Viktor found the General just . . . relaxing, looking over the grasses into a little watering hole that was hidden away - a place for just him, a place where his Tenei could come up and have a quick word with their Tengou. He always told Viktor it was fun for fishing, also.
Clearing his throat, the old brute waited for a response from the Tengou, and only caught the movement of the pale ears moving within Tir's dark mane. So, he's in his own world again then, fine be it, figured Viktor, before walking straight to Tir's side, his sheer size shadowing the smaller lord's - a quirk that had always had other Tenei wonder why he had not climbed the ranks. It wasn't that he didn't want to, he just felt more comfortable being a helping paw. He was happier being the doer. Clearing his throat again, he watched for a better response, but instead, the eyes of the Tengou darked to him, questions deep inside.
"What of it, then, Viktor?" It was Tir that finally the silence, his head tilting up towards his faithful Tenei, dark eyes watching the lion for any quiver or worry. But when he got the solid glance back, he wasn't sure what to expect. But he had to know. "Did you accidentally get Flik in trouble again?"
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