[The dracolisk seems to take no notice at all to its fellow animal companion, focusing instead at the hand extended to it. Still chewing the hay in its mouth, it leans it to take a cautious sniff before it snorts and presses the rest of its snout against her palm - even as it continues to chew its given food.
Bruce in the meantime merely grunts as he pounds another nail into the joint between one of the frames and the stand of the fence he's currently fixing.] I owe the horsemaster a few favors, that's all. [More than a few of them, really, given the dracolisk's inclination to not be in held in a pen. If this continued Bruce supposes he has to do something about it once and for all.]
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Bruce in the meantime merely grunts as he pounds another nail into the joint between one of the frames and the stand of the fence he's currently fixing.] I owe the horsemaster a few favors, that's all. [More than a few of them, really, given the dracolisk's inclination to not be in held in a pen. If this continued Bruce supposes he has to do something about it once and for all.]