lupei
What the truth is, I can't say anymore
Well well, looks like someone has a temper. Lupei was only trying to help really, he couldn’t be bothered to care if the blind stallion took it as an insult. At the snap of his teeth Lupei returns the favor, lowering his ears and snarling from somewhere deep in his gut. He’d be the last horse to back down from a threat and the sightless horse in front of him would be careful to realize that. With his admittance of murder, Lupei tries but fails to hold back the bray of laughter. “A murderer?” The shake of his head that follows cannot be seen by the killer, but Lupei can’t help himself.
Luckily for the both of them, Zajja speaks up. She’s taken to standing behind Lupei, something that only serves to stroke his ego, and her calm voice permeates the tense air between them. His bright blue eyes peer over his shoulder at her and he catches her disbelieving stare - it’s returned, but he’s invested into the story now so he settles into a comfortable position and keeps his mouth shut. Zojja’s inept at smoothing over the little hiccup in the conversation, and he watches her curiously extend her nose to the other stallion.
When her question breaks the silence Lupei tilts his striking head and waits for an answer. If the other horse cannot supply an amazing story that’s remotely believable, then the blue-green boy will dismiss it as falsehood. The young wolf has seen plenty of truly horrifying things in this world, and thus far the grey man has yet to fulfill these ideals of a monster.
