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EmmaTiras Sky
Tiras made his joinery on the back of his grey dapple destrier. He found no need for a saddle, rather he had a blanket there. The other oddity was the leather halter that seemed to be lacking a bit. The horse itself was large with a mean look that seemed to date a hand to get to close to its mouth. Yet, with Tiras the horse seemed subdued. Even with the fox known as kit occasionally weaving between the four legs of the massive beast, it did not react in a bad manner.
Tiras himself was clad in all black with the most color coming from the ring with two of the house symbol holding a yellow stone to signify his family. on his hips were two finely crafted swords with black leather hilts and on his shoulder sat his falcon. A black and white bird whom was known to be excellent at hunting. When he reached his destination, the falcon took to the skies headed to the roost while he dismounted. A servant came to take his horse, but after he was almost kicked and bite let Tiras take the horse to the stables.
He walked to the collective masses with Kit beside him...a collar with embroidered Falcons on it to show whom he belongs to. As the mass got larger, it was clear people sensed something was not quite right with him and he found himself being given plenty of space. In his hand was a cloth bag with the gift for the princess he made. He felt it would be good to show his craft and present something for the lady.
After the mass made its way inside, he too followed making his way to where he was to be with the red fox trotting beside him like a shadow.