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09-07-2014, 09:45 PM
He was not supposed to be here, by any means, for any reasons, but here he was. The golden son was supposed to be in the golden sands by now. It had not been as easy to find the elusive throat members as he had hoped, but there were other days for that search. Today he was doing his own investigations, into the Basin. Now of course, that golden coat was not supposed to be seen here, but who said anything about being seen? Settling the gold found a wonderful spot to view the highway into the stronghold, the arch. Tucked more uphill between the large rocks the gold was well hidden. Chuckling to himself at his good fortune the action is quick to get going. First coming up was that arrogant giant. The white and red coat is quickly recognized. A sneer lifts the gold’s lip, tassled tail lashing about slightly. That creature was not well met.
Still, he was behaving ever so curious. The giant hung around in and about the arch, waiting, but for whom? Who could possibly want to meet that suspicious large brute? Then the shadow flies over him. Worry of being caught ends quickly as the pegsaus lands before the brute, and seeks conversation with him. Harks lean forward with curiosity. That brute had most certainly not enjoyed peagsi with their usual bodily arrangements (that blue feather still flashed in his mind), so how could this be the one he sought to meet. As their conversation begins, it’s clear that is not the case. Still the cheery girl does bring some interesting insight, the brute has a son…now things were getting interesting. My, he did love a free show!
OOC :: He's just here for the show till the end. =]
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