Friends

...or brothers in arms. Poor things spend all day in the dungeons. At least they keep each other company and the big one can defend the little one, if anything happens. The big one comes out only when it's nice, he's a big softie, unlike the little one, rain or shine, always on the road. I'm sure both were very happy today when they came out of the cellar into a beautiful, warm, summer day. And it's forecasted to get warmer and warmer :)