“I’m not dumb enough to threaten you; I know stallions on this world are the last line of defense of the family, and you’ve got magic to boot. I’m pretty sure you could kill me before that guard outside could intervene. But I’m making a point. What other sapient carnivores do you have here, griffins and some sorta cat? One’s a pursuit predator, the other an ambush predator. You outpace them and win, or you give ‘em a swift kick and they scamper back to the shadows.Your stalling at the smithy, that was slowing me down. That didn’t work. Your shitty little saboteur, that was supposed to be your kick, wasn’t it? Humans don’t work like that. We’re endurance predators, in for the long haul, so know I’m not going anywhere.”