Remember Your Title (season one epilogue)
The horses finally reached the camp, their large hooves digging into the ground to stop and spraying dust on the first line of people in front of the camp.
"Happy to be in front now, aren't you?" Dominic teased, laughing as Axel brushed off dust on his arm.
"Still am," Axel puffed.
"Sure sure," Dominic teased.
He looked up at the horses, standing high above them. An animal he hadn't seen in a while unless it was a carcass drowned in it's own blood. How majestic it looked. He examined the armour on the soldiers sitting on top of the horse, his armour cleaned so finely his face could be seen in it's surface even though there were specks of dust on it. It was much cleaner than the dirtied armour sitting in the equipment tent.
He stifled a chuckle, surprised at the amount of things he had gotten used to in the camp.