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He smiled and nibbled along her neck, "I know, it's so strange."

Brig tripped on a pebble and nearly went sprawling, cursing softly to himself.

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Indigo reaches back, playing with his hair gently," I agree,"

Astarot trots up to the small figure an puts a hand on Brig's helm, seeming to ignore the scalding heat of the steel,"... Hey, who are you?" He asks in an amused voice

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"But now you love me," Olin growled playfully, nuzzling her neck.

Brig jumped back, holding his sword up in surprise, "That depends on who's asking."

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Indigo snickers softly," Hmm... Sometimes," she teases, nipping his throat

" A humble traveler," he replies, his yellow eyes flashing briefly as he pushes the sword tip away from him with two fingers," Jeez, watch where you point that."

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"What?" Olin tickled her sides and grinned, "You love me all the time!"

"Humble travelers aren't always kind.." The squire muttered, his grip on the sword tight.

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo gasps and squirms, laughing," Ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She yelps

Astarot gazes at him in amusement,".... Uh-huh..."

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"Tell me you love me," Olin grinned, tickling her until she did what he asked.

Brig lowered his sword and licked his lips nervously, "My name is Brighund Nydale. Most people just call me Brig."

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo squeals and finally gasps," Ok, ok! I love you! I love you!" She wails, laughing breathlessly

Astarot tilts his head and puts a hand on his hips," How come you are dressed up like that, Brig?"

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Olin laughed and stopped tickling her. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed kisses along her neck, "Oh, good. I love you too."

"I'm looking for someone," Brig raised his chin, "I'm dressed like this for protection."

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Indigo makes a scoffing sound and hugs his arms," wa-wait can we stop for a second?" She laughs weakly

Astarot tilts his head," Who? I' protecting somepeople who are bein looked for-"

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Olin gave Hatchet's reins a gentle tug, pulling the horse to a stop, "Yeah, sure. What's wrong?"

"I'm looking for a knight. I'm his squire," Brig pushed his helmet up so he could see Astarot clearly, "I don't suppose you've seen any knights on big horses around."

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Indigo pauses a moment, leaning against him for a moment before answering," Just a little strain... You'd think they'd tell you pregnancy and horse back riding don't mix," she laughs softly and slides off of hatchet carefully.

" I've seen a huge dog with a knight... I always forget what a horse is," he sighs weakly

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Olin hopped down after her, placing a gentle hand on the small of her back, "Then by all means, let's rest."

Brig gave him a funny look, "A horse is an animal that you can ride..."

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo settles down and squeezes his hand," You're so much tougher than me, how come you can't carry the baby?" She teases gently, resting her other hand on her stomach lightly and closing her eyes

" Oh YEAH! Yeah! My guy ride a big horse!!" Asarot nods enthusiastically

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Olin wrinkled his nose as he settled down beside her, "No thank you. That doesn't sound like it's easy work."

"Is he a pretty tall guy, with white-blonde hair?" Brig asked, not willing to give Olin's name away, "He's not the most muscular, but looks good with a sword."

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Indigo chuckles an shakes her head, resting her head on his shoulder," coward," she teases," You'll tame a dragon but babies scare you-" she clucks her tongue like a tsking nursemaid

Astarot nods enthusiastically," That my guy! Olin!" He chirps, his enthusiasm suddenly screeching to a halt an his yellow eyes suddenly becoming reptilian slits,"... You won't hurt him and his mate will you?"

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"I did not tame him," Olin rolled his eyes, "He just..wants so stick by my side. I dunno. Astarot is odd."

"Mate? You mean Indigo is with him?" Brig's eyes light up, "Is there another girl with them to? She's quiet, doesn't speak.."

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" Excuse me, You 'picked up' a dragon 'on the way here'," she corrects herself and laughs softly, gently stroking his white-blonde hair," By the Seven, what am I going to do with you?"

Astarot shakes his," Just one female-"

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"Well, nothing bad, I hope," Olin smiled, pressing into her touch.

The disappointment was plain on his face, "Well, no. I won't hurt them. I serve Olin as his squire."

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She pats his head gently, nuzzling his neck," Never..."

Astarot pats Brig's head with unrestricted force, sending the squire's head ringing," Cute..."