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01-03-2015, 01:19 AM
GAUCHO
& if we should die tonight then we should all die together
& if we should die tonight then we should all die together
When Rasta mentioned that he needed rest, that he could not be alert all the time he wanted to immediately disagree. He could. He was and would continue to be. So the patches on his face had seemingly grown darker with exhaustion but what of it? He still protected his herd did he not? Tandavi remained safe from those who tried to attack her and no harm had befallen his kin. The Sun God saw fit to bless both he and the rest of the herd. Gaucho didn't need to rest. If anything, he needed to do more.
However exhaustion of a different sort had already settled in. Mental exhaustion. So he merely shrugged his shoulders dismissing the topic. It had made a lasting impression upon him, but he would need to ponder it more later. For now, his mental resources were nearly spent.
Ahhh Note ... He had spent a season under the season with the stallion, brothers of the Throat early on. They had sparred together - Note seemed relatively flighty and ill-prepared though packed impressive lightning magic. As Rasta was keen to observe, Gaucho knew relatively little about those around him. Note included. So when she asked for more details, the stallion had to pause and think.
"Quiet. Note not talk much. Has scar on side he doesn't like to show." (Great clues for a blind mare so far. A+) "Not confident. Note always weak. He back down from Gaucho in caves - " That was probably not helpful. Sighing the Wildfire shook his head slightly. "Feline companion. Gray pegasus. That all Gaucho remember. "
Former mate of Sohalia ... father of a half sibling to his own children. There was that too.
Looking up to a sky now blanketed with stars, the stallion sighed once again. Exhaustion had finally found him, clouding his thoughts and causing a yawn to part his dark lips. His blind gaze moved to Rasta, wishing he could see her as she was now - poised to continue lecturing him beneath the stars.
"It late ... Gaucho return to Throat. But come to Falls soon .. need to talk to Midas. Maybe see Rasta then..."
See. Probably not. Gaucho wouldn't retain his sight until the Throat had completed their entire task.
However exhaustion of a different sort had already settled in. Mental exhaustion. So he merely shrugged his shoulders dismissing the topic. It had made a lasting impression upon him, but he would need to ponder it more later. For now, his mental resources were nearly spent.
Ahhh Note ... He had spent a season under the season with the stallion, brothers of the Throat early on. They had sparred together - Note seemed relatively flighty and ill-prepared though packed impressive lightning magic. As Rasta was keen to observe, Gaucho knew relatively little about those around him. Note included. So when she asked for more details, the stallion had to pause and think.
"Quiet. Note not talk much. Has scar on side he doesn't like to show." (Great clues for a blind mare so far. A+) "Not confident. Note always weak. He back down from Gaucho in caves - " That was probably not helpful. Sighing the Wildfire shook his head slightly. "Feline companion. Gray pegasus. That all Gaucho remember. "
Former mate of Sohalia ... father of a half sibling to his own children. There was that too.
Looking up to a sky now blanketed with stars, the stallion sighed once again. Exhaustion had finally found him, clouding his thoughts and causing a yawn to part his dark lips. His blind gaze moved to Rasta, wishing he could see her as she was now - poised to continue lecturing him beneath the stars.
"It late ... Gaucho return to Throat. But come to Falls soon .. need to talk to Midas. Maybe see Rasta then..."
See. Probably not. Gaucho wouldn't retain his sight until the Throat had completed their entire task.
