Pawing the ground impatiently, your horse rears its head and takes a couple of steps back when Levi approaches him. The large animal snorts, nostrils flaring when the short man in front of him reaches around his neck to grab the reins.
You knew better than to say anything – what Levi wanted, he did. No words necessary. Frustrating as it may be, you knew it was best not to get on his nerves this early in the morning, especially considering the way he snapped at your squad leader earlier when the man tried to splash a bucket of water on him. Granted, he got you and Isabel – not that you were proud of that or anything – but you were pretty sure that whatever Levi dished Flagon this morning was more than enough for the three of you combined. Actually, scratch that. Levi yelled at him enough for the entire legion, and even then, you weren't sure just the legion covered it.
Flagon’s learned his lesson.
Guiding your white steed over to his black one, you