MORGEN
Come down from your fences
"These things make banshees sound like they're singin' a lullaby." The wrangler boasts, and just how much of this is true Fox can judge for himself if he ever has the misfortune of being in a position to compare to two.
"Mayhap I got a little whisky too." Morgen adds, softened by the mention of fruitcake and coffee. Not one to argue to micromanage, it's with a slightly unsure stare that the wrangler decides to just let Fox go as he pleases. If he falls behind it ain't like the ridge is hard to miss, and the unicorns were sure to lay down enough of a path for him to follow if his eyes decided to fail him. "There's two youngsters in the back, spotty things with a mean streak a country mile long. If they come t'bother you, just wave your hands at 'em and it should send 'em runnin'. " More than likely it would only antagonize them, but by then Sweet's would have alerted Morgen to their fuckery so that he could do something about it.
Not needing to cluck or kick his mare on but nudging her with his seat just the same, the big dun pinned her ears and squealed under her breath, a signal both to her bonded as much as the rest of the herd that she was now in charge.
"Mayhap I got a little whisky too." Morgen adds, softened by the mention of fruitcake and coffee. Not one to argue to micromanage, it's with a slightly unsure stare that the wrangler decides to just let Fox go as he pleases. If he falls behind it ain't like the ridge is hard to miss, and the unicorns were sure to lay down enough of a path for him to follow if his eyes decided to fail him. "There's two youngsters in the back, spotty things with a mean streak a country mile long. If they come t'bother you, just wave your hands at 'em and it should send 'em runnin'. " More than likely it would only antagonize them, but by then Sweet's would have alerted Morgen to their fuckery so that he could do something about it.
Not needing to cluck or kick his mare on but nudging her with his seat just the same, the big dun pinned her ears and squealed under her breath, a signal both to her bonded as much as the rest of the herd that she was now in charge.
open the gate
