The cheers of centaur warriors echoed through the trees as the horde of lapiths were sent scrambling back to their territory. It had been a hard battle, but after hours of fighting, the centaurs had won. Páli gives a mighty war cry as he takes high ground, ready to address his army.

“οι άντρες μου!! Now that we have driven away those gods damned lapiths, it is time for us to return back to our village!”

The army of centaurs were more than eager to go back home to tend to their wounded and reunite with their worried families. Páli was eager too, but considering there was only his older brother and parents to return to, he wasn’t too eager.

“Head back to the village. I will scout the area one last time.”

He had no problem taking this task for himself. The others had mates, some even had children to be home with tonight. He’d only be going home to some wine and maybe a harlot to play with if he was lucky. He sighed softly as he began to walk to the edge of the territory, wondering what it was like to be able to go home to a mate of his own. It was something he’d often fantasize about, but stayed away from. As general of the centaur army, he was often putting himself in danger..the thought of making some poor soul have to deal with the loss of his death was more than enough to deter him away from taking a mate of his own.

His thoughts are halted when his eyes catch a clearing through the trees. That’s funny..how had he never seen this clearing before? His hooves automatically turned into the clearing, his eyes wide as he looked around the field of wild flowers growing about. In the center of the clearing was a huge wisteria tree, it’s flowey branches hanging down and almost touching the ground. He tilted his head, noticing there was something, or someone, being hidden amongst the lavender flowers. Quietly, he parted the branches and stepped through to take a closer look.