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The late afternoon sun slanted across the temporary stables on the edge of the joint camp. Most of the mounts and vehicles had been left to the handlers, but one stall held a tall, dark-skinned warrior with long red hair unbound and falling past his shoulders.
Ashwatthama –
– its weight and let out a low, approving huff. Ashwatthama’s mouth arched upwards, the expression almost foreign on a face usually locked in a scowl or open snarl.
The Mani jewel on his forehead caught the light as he leaned in to murmur something low and calm under his –
Tries to support the Outer Rim with his wisdom and loving heart because of his girl and gets shafted for it 😃
"Yeah. You expect for me to call you a child? Your voice doesn't sound childish to me. But that forehead though?" His finger drew closer near her skull.
"Shit got enough room for me to draw a damn doodle or play tic-tac toe."
