Dorlas sensed something was about to happen. He could not help but smile at this insanity. Perhaps he would catch one of those fools. Yes, those fools. He grinned to himself and looked to Shivanna. She was stretched out like a cat ready to pounce. Something told him--not for the first time--that sheb would have made a better wife. . .but that was nothing. Now was the time for glory.
"For Galéwyn!" cried he in his eagerness, and whipped up his horse. Yes, he would have at least one. . .or at least scare the thing so that it would run and make the Hunt that much sweeter.
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