“I can’t even see their tails!” Tynan shouts from in front of me. “How are we supposed to know what breed they are?” I keep my eyes locked at the level of their massive, muscled shoulders as we walk by. “We’re not supposed to know what breed they are,” I respond. “Fuck that,” he says over his shoulder. “I need to figure out which one I’m going to approach during Threshing.” “Pretty sure this little walk is so they can decide,” I retort. “Hopefully one of them will decide you don’t get to make it to Threshing,” Rhiannon says, her voice quiet so it barely reaches me.
lol really though. the audacity.
