Nolan gasped in pain, almost stunned by the pain. "Well, you didn't get hurt now, did you?!" he growled, starting to struggle.

(...okay...)

Hadar swiped at Brandon with his paw.

Once they were in their room, Aeolus switched shirts and rinsed his hair with a bit of water.

"No thanks to you!" Brandon was knocked off of Nolan by Hadar's swipe. The blow managed to cool most of his anger. He got up, spat contemptuously, and walked off.


Falchion re-pinned her hair, fixing the loose strands that had fallen out.

"He would have caught you!" Nolan hollered at his back. He wiped blood off his mouth and looked at Hadar angrily. "I hate him." he growled.

(the feeling is mutual :P)

Brandon ignored the yell. Yeah, sure...

Hadar growled, "Little twerp can't take a bit of fun..."

After Aeolus was done he leaned against the bedpost smiling at Falchion.

"I think I'm ready," Falchion said.
The door opened and Brandon walked in. He didn't quite slam it, but it wasn't far off.

(LOL! Well, Nolan hates him now...he won't five minutes from now.:P he's like his mom. He has a horrible temper but it disappears almost as fast as it flares up.)


Nolan nodded, and climbed onto Hadar's back. "Come on. Why don't you take me hunting?" he asked.

Hadar nodded and flew off into the waning light.

Aeolus jerked his head when he saw Brandon come in, face black with anger. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nolan," Brandon said, and flopped into a chair, sliding down into a slouch. He crossed his arms over his chest and glowered at the floor.

(heh...I don't know what Brandon's temper is like yet, but I'm guessing he'll take after his mother, too, and be quick to forgive once the storm is over)