~In action a great heart is the chief qualification. In work, a great head~
-Sir Arthur Charles Clarke
Crown Prince Jaran of Dalagh lifted a fist to halt his entourage, his intelligent but fierce eyes scanning the area quickly to ensure it's safety.
"We stop here for the night. Make camp." Crown prince Jaran ordered his personal body guard who immediately rode off to convey his orders. Jaran dismounted his beast, stroking the midnight black fur of the large bear gratefully. The beast grumbled in satisfaction, leaning into the hands of his master who released a quiet chuckle, lowering himself down into a seating position, the large beast followed his master's footsteps, laying down and curling his bulky form around his master who leaned into him not minding the clingy nature of his beast.