Eden was preparing herself mentally for the possibility that she would tear a muscle or fifty before the day was done when she heard the sweetest sound that she could fathom. Turning her face from where it was pressed against stone, the striped maiden felt her face split into a grin as wide as any had ever been, joy dancing in those amber eyes as she beheld her massive friend "Apparently I was wrong, blood of my blood."
As the battleworn behemoth pressed himself against the boulder, Eden's own purpose felt renewed and she threw herself into their work, shoving the boulder forward inch by screeching, painful inch. Gritting her teeth against the pressure and buildup of lactic acid in her muscles, the paladin swiveled an ear toward Leviathan as he grunted and chatted at her side. At the horned stallion's words, she couldn't help but laugh, her response dripping with exhaustion and glee, "I reckon if I -- hrmph -- couldn't, I would just push so --gaahh -- hard that I melded with the damn thing."
Then, before she could react to the rumbling voice of her monarch at her side, Eden felt the gentle pressure of skin against her own and the boulder screeched forth a half a dozen inches. Swallowing thickly, the mare worked to get herself under control, but what with so much of her focus centered about moving the stupid damn rock, that all the paladin could manage was a wide-eyed and rather pleading stare at Leviathan. Despite her unshakable knowledge that Maxence was Solis' rightful King and that her sword and shield were his to command, she could not explain the brush of heat and excitement that blossomed across her skin when he was near.
"It's good of you to help us, Commandant." Came her only words, her tongue had grown thick and clumsy beneath his presence.
@Maxence @Leviathan yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas strong babies! Which one of you wants to discover what's in the smithy!
