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Solomon shot Alicia a glare, his eyes red only for a brief second; much to fast for Alexander to see. He then looked at Alexander with a slight smile, "I do all forms of art, really. I have nothing better to do, it seems. I've dropped out of it though, due to the damn horses needing so much attention..ahh no..crap, Holden, after supper I have to check on Rilov; it's his first day in the pasture since the surgery and I want to make sure he's doing okay." He took a few bites of the chicken while he waited for responses.

Alexander shuddered, "Horses...creepy things they are..they..stare at you. Either way, you're right, they require a lot of care. Do you breed or just have them?"


"I bred only once; not really favoring it. I mainly race my Quarter horse, Zera. I was planning on getting Rilov; a thoroughbred, on the track, but he's had issues with his knees so he can't." He shrugged.