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[h2][color=00aeef]Klaus[/color][/h2]
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Klaus laid lazily on top of her horse, slinging along a sack of food supplies on her back. She was one of the knights who have been sent as a detachment to Ford Daelantine. Its good news to her, 'cause it gives her the perfect excuse to grab as much food as possible back at Caedlyn, stating that she needed more food for feeding her horses, but most of the potatoes are for herself actually. 

She wasn't so good at horseriding, the rein and the stirrup was a bit overwhelming to her. [color=6ecff6][i]But at least this one is tame, what should I call this one, Pig?[/i][/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Hungry... and tired---"[/color] Crunching on a potato, Klaus let out a yawn from her tiredness from the long trip, until she caught sight of the fort that the Knights have mentioned. She doesn't care much about her discipline and all, since the number of times she've been reprimanded for that is more than the stars in the sky, and she got used to it by now.

[color=6ecff6]"Al-wite, Captain~" [/color]The inside of her mouth is still full of food, but she got a bit more enthusiatic when she realizes they were about to arrive. Generally, she's okay with Fanilly, a girl younger than her as her captain, since Klaus finds younger people easier to get along & such. [color=6ecff6]"This is not bad, want some, Captain?"[/color] Klaus asked as she offered a baked potato to Fanilly.