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"Young one?" Demi parroted, balking at the horseman.
He was being controlled by a older *****.

The game face returned when Tseng decided to fight back with words, the psychological battle had begun. "well then you'd best be careful with those old legs of yours, geratric.' he fired back with a sneer. "Don't wanna break your hip or anything."

There was no waiting for a counterattack, he was off like a rocket, padding down the snowy embankment on all fours, and all three heads were out enjoying the ride.

It was a familiar feeling, the sensation of air rushing past his fur, ruffling as he went about cutting through a path. This time the air was brisk and the tiniest of brushes against the snow left a plume of white in his trail. It was magical, plus the fact that Tseng was nowhere in sight at the moment left Demi with a feeling of pride.

He was not a pushover when it came to running. the sounds of galloping caught his attention, pricking his many ears up as two of the heads turned around to face the boil on a horse rushing up to meet him, making him swear in his head and pick up the pace.

It was too little too late when the rider managed to slip past the gates first, with him padding through a few seconds behind, tail limp and huffing at the beast.

Bested by his own favorite pastime, it stung, and was better visible in human form when he began to sit in the snow and pout at the boil. "Well this sucks."

He was 0 for 2.

The gloating was something that Damien had no problem accepting,. If he won, the hellhound could imagine the victory lap he would be doing around their course. The hair ruffling only made him sulk more, pouting up at the boil. " I coulda won." he mouthed off, letting his tail sag into the snow. "Why are you petting me, i'm not a minipet."

if he thought he was getting some kind of scruffle out of this deal, the horseboil had another thing coming.

Tseng was not a rival in his mind, someone who bested him and was looking for more. "I will reclaim my honor and beat you one day!' the petulant pup whined and pouted at the horseman. That was his conviction to the person who won him in the auction.

"The difference is that you are a ***** that's touching." he grumbled moodily, thumping his tail at the ground and the white powder that made a could of cold smoke.

The look on Tseng's face was priceless. the look of innocence just made him want to laugh. "Nope, not gonna explain, I have to go." he declared, there was no way he was going to tell the horseboil what it meant. It might lead to Tseng wanting to try it out of curiosity.

Nope nope nope. he was getting the jack out of dodge. "You can go look it up, i'm heading back." as far as he was concerned this day of indentured servitude was over. Patting off the snow from his pants and fixing his jacket for a swift escape.

or hopefully swift enough after his poor showing with the race.