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03-24-2014, 01:47 PM
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A M P E R E
"Any existence deprived of freedom is a kind of death" -- Michel Aoun [Please let Africa post next. She'll be going over the ranks!] They came. At first naught but specks on the glowing horizon their shapes become more defined as each one of them neared, answering the call, even if it was not always her call which drew them. Ampere had suspected that her ascension to the golden throne would not necessarily be met with high praise and smiling faces. It was one thing to prepare yourself though, and quite another to endure it. "It didn't matter" Ampere thought, her gaze trailing over Hellä, Cera, Hector, even Sohalia, providing each a smile and a nod in turn. Family may not always get along, but it doesn't make the bond any less strong or meaningful. Ampere would willingly fight for all of them. So long as they roosted in the desert they were kin - it was all she needed. It was in her nature to be loyal, and some might say, stupid. Her heart engulfed her every decision; Its beating determined her every action. It was why she would not flinch from the assault of a companion, never returning it - she fought for their justice, whether they agreed with her or not. She would protect everyone here, no matter the cost. "Welcome brothers, sisters," Ampere greeted to those who had come, noticing with a sly smile how many handsome studs had already arrived. When Sohalia arrived, her voice tight with their past, Ampere could not keep the simper curling along her lips. "Sohalia...always a pleasure" Ampere responded, the blue of her eyes holding Sohalia's gaze for a steady period of time. In truth, Ampere had no further quarrel with the pale mare, not after succeeding in getting Gaucho from her side. That ended up being a bust though once she realized he had bonded, shattering her fantasy of him. Still, where was he? Her thoughts were not left to dwell for long as a new voice rose among the crowd, drawing Ampere's attention to it. Her eyes flashed as they settled upon the painted mare, Ampere's expression at once shifting from curiosity to a hostile frown. "YOU!" Ampere shouted out at Morana, interrupting whatever the mare had to say. "You have the audacity to come here as if nothing happened? As if you did not try to steal one of our own?" As Ampere spoke her feathers began to ruffle and rise against her croup and wings, dust twirling around her hooves, a spark or two occasionally flashing as her magic began to overflow from her overrun emotions. "Explain yourself!" Ampere seethed, the words pushed from between her gritted and exposed teeth. Others came in the meanwhile, but Ampere's focus was upon the sneak. "Hear me, my sun brethren, stealing of others is a punishable crime!" Ampere cried out to the whole gathering, ripping her gaze away from the thief to travel across the gaze of all those gathered. They had come and they had spoken, but now they must listen. "To ensnare one's freedom in such a way is unforgivable. We only take what we need by way of pivotal information and useful objects" Ampere was quiet for a moment, letting her words settle before continuing. "We are accepting of any horse, so long as they respect our borders and our rules. They are always subject to questioning however," here Ampere glanced back at Morana. "Because we are a family, and no matter what, we protect one another. Above all else!" Ampere's wings flared with her outcry, her passion rocking her hold on her rock and exciting her blood. She would come to love each and every one of them, she could only hope they would do the same of her. "It was the God of the Sun that led us from the darkness, and it is to him we owe our land, our herd, our lives. Our glory is his glory." As the moment and the dust settled, so too did Ampere, though there was an evident pride and fervor still wrapped up in her as she gazed across them all. "As such, our allies will be treated like distant family members, though never forget the dust on your hide succeeds anything else." Ampere was mostly leaving the controlling of allies to Africa, not being particularly adept with democratic affairs. "To keep ourselves fit and knowledgeable, we will run routine patrols, each and every one of us. Your patrol assignments will vary, but you should never patrol alone. Once finished, report any results to either Africa or I" Ampere flicked her wings, readjusting them on her back after their brilliant display recently. "Similarly, you're all expected to learn some basic fighting skills, to assist with your survival. I will be overseeing the warriors, and will always be available to spar with you." |
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