The World of Rhune

Trei nearly snarled at the word brute. How could someone come onto the land sacred to the winged horses and call them anything like that. He nearly debated turning around but his word was his word. He clicked his tongue rapidly and they were off at a canter, already doubting their riding skills with the fact one of them couldn't even sit right he didn't attempt a gallop. The howlers followed on their heels at an easy lope. Trei let Nocte guide them back to the cabin and gave his way over to his thoughts. He didn't like the girl, true she was treating him like he had treated her, but the fact that he was helping them at all should have deserved some respect Besides he didn't even feel bad at taking back the Cavalli Volanti after she slandered their name. He was just becoming more and more frustrated with her, how is mom had even suggested her as being lovely he didn't know. He hadn't even seen her in that aspect, not taking in the appearance, the personality was plenty for him. He figured it was one of those twin things were they support each other all the way but Trei hoped the brother didn't share the same attitude, he was already becoming tired with just one. What had happened to his relaxing weak? They neared the clearing and were soon in sight of the cabin. He clicked his tongue in a quick order and the three winged horses came to a halt, somethings foreigners just didn't know about them, and that was on purpose.

He jumped down from the back of Nocte and clicked his tongue for the flying horse with the boy on it to come forward. It followed him to the door of the cabin and he lifted the boy off the saddle and made his way into the cabin. He was glad he had cleared the kitchen table this morning as he set the boy on it. He went through the cabinets, collecting the supplies he had brought for his own injuries. Seeing the extent of pain he was in Trei didn't even wait for the sister's permission. He quickly began cleaning the worst wounds, a strenuous activity He cleaned the majority of them quite quickly and had him wrapped in bandages. He'd say it had taken him only fifteen minutes. He lifted the boy from the table and brought him back to his own bed and laid him down. He coaxed a glass of water down his throat and not wanting to do more for fear of him choking Trei left him to rest. Leaving the boy with his sister he headed back outside, be sure to collect all his blades on the way. He led the three Cavalli Volanti into the small yard, under the shade of the tree as the sun reached directly above them. He sat down with the howlers wrestling beside him and the smallest, a hefty two hundred pounds, in his lapas he stroked the fur absentmindedly.