<div class="floatright">(http://i1149.photobucket.com/albums/o597/Seraph_Azriel/7f9f893c-0ae3-4923-9219-3cc175a8a14f_zpsro9ibc8a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lamont Carolinius<br/><strong>Time:</strong>10:00 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Celeste's Villa, Training Grounds<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rose, Rein, Celeste, Onyxs<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Lord.  Such a vaulted exaltation that seemed as to be pearls being placed upon the swine that was his being.  Lord.  He might have outwardly scoffed were he not wishing to scare away the coy companionship of his current comrade.  As if perchance that there may be something noble within his meager accouterments and rakish ways.  Of course such a matter t'were insignificant at the spectacle at hand.  A fight, a scuffle.  Granted that it were but a facsimile of what the young aristocrat craved, but it was pleasing nonetheless.  Careful?  As if it were that in their spectation that they, the audience, mayhaps come to some manner of harm?  Doubtful.  Both combatants were adepts savvy to their craft.  Though the connotation of 'betters', as if there were to suggest some innate quality within their clandestine possession that allowed them special privilege felt nigh familiar.  An overpowering sensation of deja vu.  Lamont rankled at it as the cream spoiled in hot weather.  In perhaps something of a fit of contrarian childishness did he cup his hands bout his muzzle and did so loudly declare for all to hear, "Pray smite the cheeky aerial squamata so hard round the brainpan that she might feel the aftereffects next year!"  The rat grinned at the rather nobbish jab he'd so saucily laid forth.<br/><br/>The rodent's gaze was then moved to properly regard his owner.  A wolf of some quite handsome looks and pleasing proportions, the only mark against him being that Lamont had the edge in stature.  The slight bit of tension rippled through him as he affixed Rein with a knowing gaze.  "It is as you say.  The greater the pity being my solitary figure was the only one to leave those sheets."  Despite the fact that according to the regulations laid forth that Lamont was bound to obey the directives given by his possessor.  Sadly it seemed that such missives were lacking in both volume and mass as Rein truly had yet to order much of anything of the rat.  Apart from his general presence being available within Celeste's accrued territory of course.  Not to mention that neither of the other members that made up the small hierarchy within their estate had made much use of him in general, although such a state of affairs seemed natural as Onyx's interests in copulating with her own two cessioners seemed to preclude...well, anything really.  Celeste herself likely had her claws full managing the estate, as well as her little pack of gladiators to make much use of her two right hands, much less those lower on the proverbial ladder's rungs.<br/><br/>