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11-27-2014, 05:25 PM
GAUCHO
& if we should die tonight then we should all die together
& if we should die tonight then we should all die together
Where was everyone? Ampere had been scarce, Andromeda, Onni, Sohalia. Then there was Aurelia. The last he had seen her was in their tousle just outside of the Threshold when first he had returned to Helovia. Part of him felt guilt at having attacked one of his own. Then again, the girl should have known better. It was not her first encounter, nor spar with the Wildfire, and she was foolish to have provoked him in such a way that encouraged physical retaliation.
He probably shouldn't have attacked her... But it was not in Gaucho's nature to feel guilt or rethink past decisions. He had done it and the past could not be changed. There was no more to discuss. If his flock hadn't been slowly disappearing (and turning up murdered as in the case of Phaedra and Vesta), he might have not even though of the golden girl. But there was the matter of the phantom from the Basin sneaking around, following Tandavi that weighed heavily on his mind. Perhaps they were still to blame? He knew that Oxy, Elsa and Cera suspected someone from within the Throat given the sand found on one of the bodies but ... he couldn't shake the feeling that the perpetrator was from the Basin especially given their past history.
And so Gaucho ventured North. He only made it to the Meadow before landing for a break. The air was cold which made gliding for long distances tiresome, not to mention a cramp had formed on his side. With a grunt, Gaucho's skimmed the meadow. Fire erupted from his wings causing the snow to melt and clearing a path to land. No need to touch down in 2 feet deep snow, not with the magic of the Sun God all around him. Dark hooves landed upon frigid grasses as Gaucho folded his flaming wings to his flanks. His stormy gaze surveyed the area looking for signs of life. With a grunt, he focused on a lighter figure in the distance. His antlered skull rose as he tried to discern whether it was some creature, or one of his kin.
"Who there?" He called boldly, striding forwards. As he did so, another arch of flames was released from his wings clearing the area before him in an arch of 30 feet.
@[Aurelia]
He probably shouldn't have attacked her... But it was not in Gaucho's nature to feel guilt or rethink past decisions. He had done it and the past could not be changed. There was no more to discuss. If his flock hadn't been slowly disappearing (and turning up murdered as in the case of Phaedra and Vesta), he might have not even though of the golden girl. But there was the matter of the phantom from the Basin sneaking around, following Tandavi that weighed heavily on his mind. Perhaps they were still to blame? He knew that Oxy, Elsa and Cera suspected someone from within the Throat given the sand found on one of the bodies but ... he couldn't shake the feeling that the perpetrator was from the Basin especially given their past history.
And so Gaucho ventured North. He only made it to the Meadow before landing for a break. The air was cold which made gliding for long distances tiresome, not to mention a cramp had formed on his side. With a grunt, Gaucho's skimmed the meadow. Fire erupted from his wings causing the snow to melt and clearing a path to land. No need to touch down in 2 feet deep snow, not with the magic of the Sun God all around him. Dark hooves landed upon frigid grasses as Gaucho folded his flaming wings to his flanks. His stormy gaze surveyed the area looking for signs of life. With a grunt, he focused on a lighter figure in the distance. His antlered skull rose as he tried to discern whether it was some creature, or one of his kin.
"Who there?" He called boldly, striding forwards. As he did so, another arch of flames was released from his wings clearing the area before him in an arch of 30 feet.
@[Aurelia]
