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Red wrinkled his nose as he approached the two that had stopped. He had watched as the woman had pulled up to the man and mounted his horse, standing upon it before holding some sort of instrument up to her eye. He wasn't sure if this was some sort of mating ritual, but as he neared them and they addressed him, he could smell the faint hint of arousal. His nose wrinkled again. The woman smelled of sex, with another man whose sent was familiar to Red. She had recently had sex with Holger, it seemed. The man named Will had also been...stimulated by her presence. Perhaps this was her mating dance with the Imperial Man? Red did not know about these sorts of things.<br/>
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He paused at her question, standing next to her. He let out a soft sigh - though from him it was deep and rumbling. He adjusted his belt, so that nothing terribly sharp would poke her and reached up. His hands circled her just below each breast - hands so large that his thumbs touched below her sternum while his fingers curled around her sides. His arms rippled as he picked her straight up off the horse, holding her at arms length as if she weighed nothing. She probably weighed less than that giant axe at his hip.<br/>
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He took a step towards her horse and turned her, bending one arm in while the other remained extended. He plopped her down in her saddle - gently, as if she might break. His hands released her and dropped back to his sides, his brows  furrowing as he waited for her to adjust herself and get moving on the trail once more. For thanks, her horse kicked up a dust cloud as it moved away from him and Red allowed some distance to grow before starting a long his way once more.</span>