A/N: Sry for the long wait. Here you go!
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"So remind me WHY we're out here again?"
"Cuz, we're basically matesprits now. I want to show you my home."
"I could get in trouble, and you could get motherfucking caught, shitblood."
"Ow, Kurloz." Summoner's tone was sprinkled with sarcasm.
The brown blood decided to take Kirloz into the forest, a long ways away from the indigo kingdom. They had to take a small boat to get there, curtious of the Grand Highblood not being able to fly.
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The leaves crinkled as the two trolls walked. Wind brushed passed them, and Rufioh fluttered his wings occasionally in response.
"You can fly if you want."
"You wouldn't get lonely?"
"You'd only be flying above me."
"I could fly away." The Summoner teased.
"I'll have to put a collar on you, then."
The Summoner scoffed. He flew around Kurloz, touching their noses together for a split second before walking ahead of him once more.
"You wish."
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Rufioh's hut was up in a tree, surprise surprise. Kurloz groaned.
"You're going to make me climb up that tree, aren't you, Rufioh."
Said brown blood busted out laughing at the Grand Highbloods deadpan expression.
"C'mon lazy! Up!" Rufioh flew up the large, thick tree trunk.
'Why am I doing this again?' Kurloz thought, before clawing at the tree, making his way to the hut. Thankfully, he had large limbs making it easy to climb. Before he knew it, he was atop the hut. Rufioh walked over to him, laughing.
"See, not so hard."
"Easy for you to say."
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The view was amazing from Rufioh's home. Kurloz could even see his castle.
"Nice, isn't it? I try to be as high up from land as possible." The Summoner said, leaning against his matesprite. Kurloz sighed.
"Yeah. It's pretty motherfucking sweet up here, I'll admit. Why so high up, though?" The Grand Highblood faced Rufioh in bewilderment. Rufioh sighed, leaning into Kurloz's arms.
"Free." He stated, as if it was an obvious fact of life.
"Huh?"
"I feel free when I'm so high up."
Kurloz laughed.
"I wish I could say the same motherfucking thing."
"What do you mean?"
"Being high up, or 'highly ranked'... it's not freedom. At least, it doesn't motherfucking feel like it does up here."
Rufioh smiled, leaning into Kurloz more. The indigo blood also smiled, wrapping his arms around the winged troll.
"That's what I was talking about back at your castle. Aren't you fed up of holding such a high position? Doesn't it tire you out?"
"You bet, but what other choice do I... do we have? It's just the way things are."
"But it doesn't have to be!" Rufioh turned to face Kurloz, resting his arms around the larger trolls neck. "That's what I want to change. It's what the sufferer wanted to change. Don't you want to change it too?"
There was a silence between them.
Kurloz sighed.
"And what if we somehow miraculously change everything? What are we gonna motherfucking do then?"
It took a moment before Rufioh realized he… hadn't thought things all the way through. What then? He just wants everyone to be treated equally.
"I honestly wouldn't have a problem with you highbloods ruling if you weren't such bulgesuckers about it." The winged troll laughed a bit, pressing his nose to his matesprite, who chuckled.
"I guess we can be bulgesucking motherfuckers, huh?"
"Pretty obvious to me~"
Kurloz rolled his eyes.
"Mhmm."
Rufioh sighed, pressing closer to the indigo blood.
"You can change, though. I know you can. If you can, I'm damn sure the other highblood won't be too much of a problem." He said.
Kurloz laughed, bringing a hand up to ruffle his matesprite's black and red striped hair.
"Don't motherfucking be on it. Darkleer can easily be persuaded. I'm not sure about Dualscar. He's too much of a pride baring idiot."
"And… her?"
Kurloz closed his eyes. He pushed Rufioh away by his shoulders to look at him with uncertainty.
"I doubt it."