[h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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Arthur's eyes widened a bit at the term "half blood". It sounded almost like a slur one would hear in the back country. He opened his mouth for a moment, about to rebuff the very notion at the face of it, but then again, things were rather wild at the moment. That wasn't enough to make him change religions with a few words, but hey, maybe now wasn't the time to be rejecting such ideas out off hand. Now wasn't the time though, now was the time to focus on staying alive, and not getting eaten. That was far too gruesome of a death for him, and he would do everything he could to prevent it from happening.

In that vein, the rest of what Hedge was saying made a good deal of sense. He was offering them a way to stay alive, and that made him the most important thing to Arthur in the world right now. Stuck close, and shut up, and hopefully he'd come out with his head still attached to his shoulders. He quietly nodded his head, ready to follow any and all orders laid out to him to the best of his abilities. Even if Coach Hedge was somehow like these beasts, he was at least leading them away, and seemed to be much more friendly.He felt like he could trust him, for now at least.