Bad Trip

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[OPEN] Bad Trip

Ascended Helovian

Gaucho The Wildfire Posts: 1,004

Deceased atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8

Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17.2 :: 12 HP: 85 | Buff: PINNACLE

Mara :: Black Mamba Snake :: Paralyze & Vorsa :: Plain Zephyr :: Phoenix Odd

12-19-2013, 04:53 PM

Gaucho lumbered, rather noisily, through the woods. Had he ever been here before? He couldn't recall, although he didn't think so. After investigating the new system of caves with Midas and Africa, Gaucho wondered if there were other uncharted areas of Helovia that he ought to know about.

Turns out, there were. A lot of them.

And so, the beast had departed from the Throat, scouring the skies for any other large holes in the ground that might be of us; taking note of the lay of the land as he went. Gaucho had already been a warrior, pure and simple, though with the new charge of lead upon his shoulders, Mara had suggested that he branch out a little. Besides, knowing your surroundings was a worthwhile endeavor for any soldier.

Walking through the dark woods, the dun grunted loudly, his dark gaze trying to peer into the shadows. In his antlers, Mara hissed, feeling far more at home in the damp woods, than she did on the hot sands of the Throat. Gaucho shook his antlered brow, tossing the snake slightly, as if chastising her, for her treacherous thoughts. Slithering down his broad forehead towards his muzzle, with the intent of biting him in response, the snake suddenly stopped. Her body tensed as she rose up, black gaze looking steadily ahead. There before them, was a stallion ... leaning against a tree?

The creature was large - easily as large as Gaucho, but without wings. Unfurling his wings slightly in an aggressive sort-of way to make himself appear larger, Gaucho grunted loudly, to make his presence known, if it wasn't already.

"Tree stand up fine without you." He offered without emotion, dark ears held back slightly as he sized up the other stallion. After a moment, Gaucho's gaze fell upon the orb. Upon his nose, Mara hissed, bobbing her head in conjunction with Gaucho's thoughts. His companion had come out of an egg just like that - was this stallion waiting for his to hatch as well? Was it a snake?