Recovery Mission (4b) [Oscar/Kieran]
The red-haired knight narrowed his eyes as the forest's dense foliage gave way to a burst of sunlight for just a moment before fading once again into comfortable shadow. The sun was already getting quite strong considering that there were still some hours left before noon.
Between the crunching of leaves beneath his horse's hooves and the ambient forest sounds, the mood of the external world contrasted wildly with Kieran's growing affront. This mission had been grating on his nerves since he first heard of the situation. They could not reach the bandits' base sooner! Of all the vile acts--
"I can't believe this! What despicable villains would steal someone's sheep! Of all the nerve! Why, a farmer's sheep are to him as my horse is to me! His brothers-in-arms, who feed and clothe him! Anyone who dishonors this sacred bond has no soul! Miscreants, the lot of them! Scoundrels!"
He continued to rant for some time before turning to glare at his companion, as if daring him to refute those words.