~Macawi faced him defiantly, completely unfazed by his imposing size. "Macawi," she huffed, her ears lifting slightly. "And I act every bit of the coyote I'm named for."~
~Otaktay gave a low whinny of amusement. "You've got the ultimate Leader's approval, kid." His dark eyes gleamed with a mix of consternation and challenge. "Don't let him down. You have absolutely no clue what an honor you've just been given."~
~Macawi gave an incredulous snort. "The honor of innumerable battle scars?"~
"Have you SEEN my flanks?" Flood whinnied. "Battle scars just add to a powerful presence"
~Macawi shuffled her hooves after running her gaze along his immense body, noting the tens of silver scars that adorned his skin. "They do indeed," she muttered finally. Gritting her teeth together against a sudden wave of pain that emitted from her deepest wound, she looked up at the stocky burro, then the stallion. She smirked with her audacity at facing these formidable equines with a fearless front. "So what next? Where's your camp?"~
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