Variouse words relateing to female dogs, the act of reproduction and a bit of blasphemeing for good measure, passed through George's head; however he said nothing and merely glared at her. If looks could kill...

He sighed and shruged to Bardon "Women hey" it was accompanied with a bold laugh but the look he shot him was still nervouse and insecure.

He went over and settled Toby into his harness. The horse was spooked and tried to rear. "TOBY!! WOAH ITS OK, DOWN BOY" The stallion was large for his breed and George struggled to control him. but with a few gentle words and some pats he had him in his harness and waiting patiently, throuhg still not completly calm. George really wanted to say it was the wolves. But Toby had met with wolves before, on a secret hunting trip, whitch probebly hadn't been a good idea; and Toby hadn't been spooked then...if anything it probebly would had been a good thing if he hadn't been so placid...so George had no idea what was spooking his horse now.

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Piper grinned, now sorely tempted to respond with something equally suitable for the matter, but held her tongue, her plan to leave Eleanor to only guess at what kind of answer she could have recieved.

Smudge had finally woken up, now taking his position next to Piper's left leg, peering at Eleanor curiously. Freedom had decided to take the time to relieve the 18 year old's shoulder of her weight and too, watch Eleanor with a similar curiousity to her mate.

Finally she speaks, "Well I can certainly try. But no guarantees."

(Nienna, would it be possible for one of the ferrets to notice Eruiana's charecter, they are the best suited and i can only do so much with the horses noticeing him, the ferrets are the most senstive creatures and would defs notice. If you could it would mean Eru could start to interact with us )

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Bardon gave George what he hoped was a reassuring smile. My, but that man did bounce around with his moods! The best Bardon could hope for was to keep on friendly terms until they parted company - whenever that would be. Elanor stood up, apparently their cue to be on the move. Standing as well, Bardon gave his leg an absentminded rub. Being in a cart would certainly be a nice break for that! He gave the horse a wide berth. Why a man would use a stallion to pull the cart was beyond him - skittish creatures, those. Not nearly as dependable as a solid gelding. But the mysteries of other men's decisions was not to be unraveled in a day, Bardon sighed to himself.

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The ferrets were quite in fact not as intensely interested in Eleanor as their mistress had percieved. They were more or less concerned for the welfare of Piper and her new two-legged companions. Something was there. Something...or someone. Chittering, they moved, bounding in and out around the young woman, even daring go past where Bardon lay, only to return to Piper.

Concerned, she crouched down to get a better look at them, murmuring words of comfort, "What's wrong little ones? Calm please. I can't have you all up and using too much of your energy. At this rate you'll exhaust yourselves. Won't you calm?" Eased by her presence, they settled, flattening themselves to the earth beneath them in an attempt to relax. Confused by their behaviour, Piper looked around with a sigh as she ran her hand through their fur, murmuring, 'What's out there? What's out there that's bothering you little ones?"

They only answered in what best way they could, chittering as they relaxed under her touch. "That's it. Don't worry. We'll be on our way soon. We've got a lot of travelling to do my dears."

(sorry for taking so long to posting again... been busy)

Blackwing waited and listened. After what felt like eternity, he heard movement like the people were finally leaving. But the assassin couldn't relax until these people were far enough away for them not to detect him.

But for all the strength and skill the assassin had, he still had one weakness that would be the death of him someday. And it wasn't a weakness he could always control. Especially when it stood several feet away hidden in pine trees, unteathered.

Brisk raised his head with a snort, ears perked toward the people, whom he couldn't see, nor could see him. The gelding stomped a hoof as he heard a fellow horse cry out toward him. Brisk gave a low nicker back but the sound was lost in the voices of the people and the movement of the cart. At least to the humans. The two furry ferrets had heard him and chittered in reply.

Now curiosity overtook the horse and he started wondering out of the brush, ignoring his master's hand motions for him to keep still. Wolfe made a grab for the reins as he passed, but was too late. Brisk trotted into the grassy area, nickering to the stallion.

"I'm going to skin you, and use your bones for knife hilts, you stupid horse," Blackwing grumbled, finding no option but to jog after his horse, revealing himself to the throng of people...

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Toby reared again and tried to go and meet this other horse. He nickered back cheerfullly and stomped the ground.
George let go of the reins and his hand flew to the hilt of a small dagger at his side, but he kept his tone light and freindly. "Name yourself freind." He called out, "My name is George Carter."

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Eleanor turned and paled stepping back. She didn't know who this man was, be he had the looks of some one who would kill them without a thougt. Eleanor wnt to the closet person who she figured safe, that person happened to be George.

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Piper rose to get a better look at the new arrival and stopped. Slowly, she stepped away from him, giving him as wide a berth as possible.

Her ferrets were silent, keeping as close to their mistress as possible.

She did not dare speak, her hands shifting into a position on her staff that she would be able to swing it if she wanted to.

Blackwing hardly regarded the people at first, more intent on catching his horse so it wouldn't cause more trouble. He was only a few feet away when he finally grabbed the big black's reins and halted the gelding's movements.
"Stay put," he hissed to the horse before turning to the men and women. "I know your names. I was resting behind that tree before you decide to make this place your resting place."
His eyes, hidden by the beaklike hood, strayed to each person, then to their hands, and to their weapons. He gave a cold half smile.
"My name has long ago been forgotten. But you can call me Blackwing. Wolfe Blackwing. Friend," the last word seemed to come as a stranger to his mouth. It was neither harsh nor friendly.

"And I must say, you all were making quite the racket, going on about some magic item and a goddess," he held out his palms as like a peace offering, though it reavealed his missing ringfinger...

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George hid a self satisfied smile when Elenor moved towards him. Who was king now? However she may act she trusted him and wanted to be near him.

He noted favourably how Piper positioned herself with her staff. If it came to a fight then they would be able to defend themselvs....though he didn't fancy thier chances highly against this man.

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Eleanor frowned and shifted. "How do we know we can trust you, that you won't kill us and use the information you heard here." She knew she had to be wary. It was hardened fighters that killed her fighters, something Her current companions were not, and this man was.

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The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Blackwing couldn't help but smirk.
"Why should I kill you? This information is old news to my ears. I have known many foolhardy men who died at the same quest you throw yourself into. Besides, it would be against my creed to kill you. Though you may live longer if you stay untrusting of men like me," with the last statement the smirk disapeared...

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Piper did not speak, she would not dare speak. Not against this man whose very presence frightened her so. She kept her eye on him, wary as his words brought no comfort to her ears.

"Your Name freind." George insisted more firmly. "You know my name and our purpose, so far we know only your disdain. Come let us know how to call you." He stepped forward sheilding both the women

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