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[BAH so sorry for the delay I've actually been really excited to reply to this and keep getting eaten by things. Haha you're style definitely confused me at first but once I realized there was a narrator and Brighid it was all great and really cool :3 ]
There is someone shouting. Ampere almost misses it over the roar of the wind cutting past her, but the bellow is one of such strength even Gaucho or Archibald would be forced to give pause, and so too is Ampere shaken by the force of the voice. Her head swivels on her robust neck, mane flapping on either side of it with a wild and unruly pattern that matched her soul. Just below her, but soon to be joining beside her, the burly mare composed of both mud and gold ran, and Ampere would hazard a guess, shouted too.
Wings flapped and fluttered as the blue pegasus cut her path sharp and wheeled overhead, straining to see the stallion (surely it was male?) that commanded her in such a manner. "WHAT?!" she bellowed back down, though she was sure the wind stole her words; it had begun to pick up tremendously just in the last few minutes. If Ampere was paying any attention at all, she might even have noticed the darkness was not sitting on the horizon, but creeping along it, towards them.
Confusion rendered on her facade by the brusque words of the guardstud only further deepened as, by some grace of the gods, the hulking brute launched himself into the air. Even more miraculous was that he stayed aloft.
It had always baffled Ampere how such hulking behemoths could manage to find enough wind to lift them when she herself struggled with the strong grip of earth on take off. Most all the winged horses she'd even known had been small and compact like herself, and the fact that they could be larger in girth and height still astounded her. It had been one of the many dazzling mysterious surrounding Gaucho, though by far not one on the top of her list.
Although she there were things she wanted from this stallion, she knew almost inherently there were many more things she did not. She hadn't heard what he said, but the way in which he said it suggested something unkind and his labored effort to join her in the skies only compounded her worrying thoughts. Is he one of the infected? she wondered suddenly, woefully ignorant to much of the threat currently pressing down on them - all the more foolish she was for being beyond the cave walls.
With a frenzy of emotions, chief among which was panic, razing like a wildfire through her body Ampere did not linger. Already slowed by her pause she hefted her wings down and kicked off, uselessly, with her feet in a sudden, maddening need to be away from the earthen brute. "STAY BACK!" she yelled out in warning, glancing over her shoulder as her lungs poured out her threat between the beat of her wings and the strands of her dancing mane. If he did not hear it, her eyes echoed it with the static ferocity that churned in their blue depths. Like the ocean her heart rolled in her eyes, tumultuous and endless.
Fly she pleaded with herself, gradually climbing up the clouds as if they were footholds the gods had placed for her to escape.
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