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Tynan was standing on the outskirts of his newly claimed territory, wating patiently with his handsome self for something interesting to happen when Uzal flew past with only a few parting words between them. Huh, tres peculiar. He had seen Uzal once or twice, seemed like an alright guy. But what was all the fuss about today? He wondered idly. Was there some problem that Tynan didn't know about?

Now should he tell her or not? That was the question..hmm well Uzal had left him with her...she must be what the apology was for and he couldn't really see why..well besides the blazing temper but on a delicate female that just looked adorable..maybe she had a hidden weapon or talent? Ah crap..now he was curious.

"Masked bandit looking guy? Yes I did, you have some quarrel with him madam?" She didn't look like she was ready to swallow one of his flirts with the first words out of his mouth so he tried to talk..like well not normal for him but normal for others. He couldn't help being who he was, he enjoyed being a prat and the hardest things he had ever done involved restraining his tongue. The thought made him smirk the tiniest bit.

"Well I hope it wasn't your heart, I could pummel him for you, but it looks as though you want that pleasure for yourself and I'm not one to keep people from their..pleasure."

She was a fighter, he could sense it and that just made him want to drool the slightest, tinyest bit. He had always liked strong females. Avignon was such and so was this intriguing little fireball. She seemed a bit hot to be called a minx with all the fiery ball of death burning for Uzal in her eyes. He didn't like that she was burning for another male. Her wildest fantasy was right her, standing like a dark god. Albeit a slightly jealous dark god. Did gods get jealous?

Anyway, the here and now the here and now was beautiful and he would be amiss not to entice her to stick around somewhat longer. "He went um either this way or that way, leaving quite fast." Of course if this was what had been chasing him, well there were worse ways to go~

Then again Uzal had a thing about females, not a good thing either. And if he were to harm this ahem delicate flower..snort. Well then Tynan would feel like a great beautiful, insanely handsome ball of well...dung.

Gods she was gorgeous, bared teeth and all. Feisty too. Oh he was in big doo doo now. "South."

He could feel the fire coming off her. But it had stopped for a moment. That was a good sign, it showed there was a brain behind the burning eyes. What was he to do now, besides thank Uzal for his gift. "I might know the trail. He is crafty, like a deer, so it would make sense he would wiggle through the deer trails, can you track someone you don't know?"

"You have to think like him."

Tynan blinked. "Of course," he nodded his head. He kind of wanted to add, 'My Goddess,' but thought in her current riled state he might reverse the effect of that please she had given him. More worth then the reddest ruby. Usually when a mare found him it was "hit the road jack..or phil or whatever your name is. Perhaps it was his charm, perhaps they couldn't handle the pressure, perhaps they had a mate, or perhaps they hadn't really looked at his face hard enough, carved by masters as it was.

He pranced up ahead showing off his body to the most beautiful thing on four legs. Snarling, snapping, whirling delight! What lay beneath those eyes that coat? Was her heart the gem he hoped it would be? Or was it cracked, tarnished...would those imperfections, such as they were make her a better mare over all? He wasn't perfect...but nearly so...he thought. He could be lying to himself but being insecure did not help with the ladies.

He bent his nose to the ground and caught Uzal's scent..did he owe anything to this stallion, besides the mare? Was he fickle enough to lead her right up to his doorstep with himself there to protect her?

Yes he was.

"My name is Tynan, and the stallion you are after, Uzal, is fast and he moves like a ghost through some of this stuff. I am tracking him, but short of flying and leaving you here to stew we cannot follow him any faster."

It seemed that some of his sultry spice had worn off with all the exersize. He spotted another track and paused to get a good wiff. Uh oh, that wasn't Uzal. He wandered around looking for Uzal's trail and not whatever mare that was.. "He seems to have mixed his trail with others, clever brat that he is. Ahh here." He ducked into a nearly completely overgrown deer trail, narrower then the last one. "I think we are catching up."