[Amanaduial the archer]

Callath shook his head without thinking before stopping sharply. Closing his eyes, he brought his fingers gingerly up to the left side of his jaw, prodding it carefully. Devon chatted vaguely about ships to a still disoriented Calnan, who was blinking repeatedly as Callath's mind whirred, despite wishing he could lie down again. They had to get to Telson, tell him what had happened, but..but what had Doran said - something about 'he would be watching'?

"Callath, won't your tutors be missing you?" he said loudly, wishing his voice didn't reverberate through his head so. The others both turned to him and Devon's expression quickly turned from confusion to frustration and pent-up anger, ready to fire.

"What the- Callath, Pearlle is not exactly my chief problem at the moment!" he replied hotly. "What do you-" something in Callath's expression stopped him, the stable by staring straight at him, eyebrows slightly raised. He frowned slightly for a second. Calnan also wathed Callath carefully.

"Well, I know Garth will be missing me pretty soon - I was meant to be dealing with that newcomer's horse." He clicked his fingers, speaking vaguely. "You know, the foreigner I told you about...tall chap, Gondorian. Telwick? Tenson? Te...Te..." he trailed off, waving a hand vaguely in the air.

"Telson?" Calnan caught on, but made the word a question, his voice unsure, but just as obvious as Callath's to anyone watching. Callath clicked his fingers. "That's right! Telson!"

Devon seemed bemused, and Callath reckoned the rising lump on the side of his forehead could hardly be helping with the boy's thinking. "Telson has a-" Something about the concentrated expression on the two older boys' faces must have finally sent things clicking into place, and he rallied, as if just remembering. "-a bay mare, doesn't he?"

Callath grinned at the pun and gave an almost inperceptible wink. "Sounds about right. Still, I just need to get her settled in and run her on a lead rein around the paddock for a wee while - I reckon I should probably be done by," he paused, thinking on how long it would take to get to Telson, "say, noon? I'll have to send someone round to tell him when the mare'll be ready; he said he wanted to be informed about it."

Devon was with it properly now. "Aye, sounds about right. What about Dora...n's horse?"

"It might take a while to properly break him, but I have no doubt I can do it in the end." Callath grinned, smiling at the hidden message in his words.