lupei
What the truth is, I can't say anymore
He can’t read minds, (thank the Gods) but if he could he’d be rather pleased with himself. This recruitment bit might not turn out to be so shabby an ordeal after all. What a pleasant surprise for the otherwise unsuspecting Chamber member. However, what he can interpret is actions, and the reaction that results from his presence is, well, a negative one. Poor Lupei - he tries his best, you know. His head tilts, mouth falling sideways in a disappointed grimace at the mare’s shocked silence. Was the hair loss so horrible? Zojja hadn’t been so affected by the change, but then again she was Zojja. He doubts that she would care if he was a hairless, pink mole. His tailbone twitches with the phantom movement of a tail swish, while his pride checks itself. “Effing magicians.” He thinks, silently cursing Prague.
But the ruddy chestnut is quick to regain her senses, and with a tongue bold enough to spark his interest again, she turns the tables back upon the two males. Politely, (which is a new thing he’s trying on for size) his gaze flickers to the dark stallion, only to find that those eyes too are momentarily stuck to him. It’s been a good long time since Lupei’s been out into normal society, but he doesn’t remember ever being this interesting. He clears his throat, irritation gnawing at him before the black one speaks up, finishing with a note that draws Lupei into a circle he’d rather not be generalized into. “Eh, not really.” He mentions, shrugging gently before looking out into the open expanse of the field.
“I came to find a victim and you looked pretty weak, so you’ll do. You’re grass-fed, right? I don’t like the taste of a horse that eats strange things.” He casually concludes, letting a moment of empty silence stretch between the three of them. With the snap of his head he’s pinning the mare down with a stare, maniacal grin stretched across his mouth. He chuckles, letting the sound build up to a laugh before wheezing out into an elongated sigh. “Just kidding, of course. Pretty much what your new friend here said. I’m a Captain of the Chamber, a notorious kingdom around these parts. If it’s purpose you’re looking for, look no further.”
He settles again into a rested state, finding that for once in his life he actually enjoyed the company of strangers. He’d forgotten how much fun these interactions could be. “We’re on the lookout for worthy new recruits, so if you feel yourself up to a challenge then you’re welcome to come and test your metal.” He explains, letting his eyes flicker between the both of them. “Of course, herds can have their benefits too. But, luckily in this land you can have your cake and eat it as well. Choose one or the other, or both, whatever suits your fancy.” He jibes, saving the details for her more pointed questions, if she had any.
