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[b]Chiron couldn't find anywhere, that was big enough for him to fit in. This place was so awkward. Faycrest, was no place for a centaur. Chiron was larger than a normal centaur, being his father's son, the tallest centaur to have lived, Chiron had a growth spurt, at the age of 8, being 6'2", which is a normal adult male centaur, luckily, he had stopped growing, after a few years. While Chiron was galloping around he heard Robyn, [i]“Chiron!”, “I brought you something!”[/i] He went over to her, seeing that the spy was next to her, he seemed to be everywhere Chiron, didn't want him to be. He stepped near Robyn, making sure that his tail, had swatted the spy, named Jamlamin. [i]"Is that Faycrest soup? My father use to come to Faycrest, to get me that specific soup."[/i] He licked his lips, and reached out for one of the bowls. [i]"Thank you Robyn, your so kind, I wouldn't have been able to get it myself, I would have broke the building down."[/i] He grinned, with stew hanging from his beard, and went back to eating. [i]"Where are the rest, we should stick together, never know if something...or someone tries something...sneaky."[/i] He shot eye daggers at the spy, making sure the spy, knew that Chiron was talking about him.[/b][/center]