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11-29-2014, 02:03 PM
GAUCHO
& if we should die tonight then we should all die together
& if we should die tonight then we should all die together
Aurelia.
As the pale girl came into view, Gaucho noted not for the first time how she had grown. Developed. He let his eyes trace her body that was no longer pristine, at least, not the way it had been when she was younger. It now showed muscle, signs of love and hatred, it showed experience. In his antlers Mara hissed gently, looking for the copper snake companion she had seen previously, but finding none. Concern welled up in her endlessly deep black gaze as she communicated this information to Gaucho. The Wildfire could only imagine what losing a companion would do to the the soul. Did that explain her behavior now? Mara wasn't convinced. The edge and tone of her voice suggested that it was something more ... personal that set her words on fire.
"Aurelia." He stated, simply and clearly, his voice easily drifting over the frigid fields to her. "Gaucho not remember before. Sun God restore memories - remember now. Remember Aurelia." It wasn't a wonderful explanation, but it was one nonetheless. The Wildfire was unsure if the golden child even deserved an explanation from him, but it didn't matter. It was easy enough to give, and she was part of his flock, his herd, his family.
"You miss herd meeting." Gaucho reprimanded, although softly. He could tell that she was upset with him, but the motivation for her emotion was still lost upon him. Still, it did not excuse her from missing the meeting that he and Sohalia called. Much was discussed, much that Aurelia missed. What reasoning did she have? Where had she been? Of course he knew nothing of the events that led to her capture in the Basin, knew nothing of her relationship with Destry (although he could only really care about the former). So he asked the million dollar question, the question on everyone's minds: "Where have you been?"
As the pale girl came into view, Gaucho noted not for the first time how she had grown. Developed. He let his eyes trace her body that was no longer pristine, at least, not the way it had been when she was younger. It now showed muscle, signs of love and hatred, it showed experience. In his antlers Mara hissed gently, looking for the copper snake companion she had seen previously, but finding none. Concern welled up in her endlessly deep black gaze as she communicated this information to Gaucho. The Wildfire could only imagine what losing a companion would do to the the soul. Did that explain her behavior now? Mara wasn't convinced. The edge and tone of her voice suggested that it was something more ... personal that set her words on fire.
"Aurelia." He stated, simply and clearly, his voice easily drifting over the frigid fields to her. "Gaucho not remember before. Sun God restore memories - remember now. Remember Aurelia." It wasn't a wonderful explanation, but it was one nonetheless. The Wildfire was unsure if the golden child even deserved an explanation from him, but it didn't matter. It was easy enough to give, and she was part of his flock, his herd, his family.
"You miss herd meeting." Gaucho reprimanded, although softly. He could tell that she was upset with him, but the motivation for her emotion was still lost upon him. Still, it did not excuse her from missing the meeting that he and Sohalia called. Much was discussed, much that Aurelia missed. What reasoning did she have? Where had she been? Of course he knew nothing of the events that led to her capture in the Basin, knew nothing of her relationship with Destry (although he could only really care about the former). So he asked the million dollar question, the question on everyone's minds: "Where have you been?"
