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if this is to end in fire
wildfire
then we should all burn together
Not often, but occasionally, Gaucho wondered what the creatures of Helovia might think of him if they spoke his language. Were he privilege to Hotaru's prima facia assessment of him, he would have disagreed. He was not more complex, he was simply barred by the weird customs of Helovia and its distorted language. He appeared one dimension perhaps, because that was the extent his education would allow him to appear. Sohalia and his blood-kin had been learning his language, and had grown together because of it. Perhaps he wouldn't be viewed as such a war-headed pig if he could do more than string together primitive sentences. Mara was helping with that but .. it wasn't enough.
At her mention of her quest, the Wildfire snorted. He couldn't imagine being given such a task ... then again, if the Sun God had commanded it he would have done just as the pink one was doing. Perhaps they weren't so very different after all. Perhaps his tongue would be as sharp as Hotaru's if he were raised here, with this language.
As much as he had enjoyed their talk, his primitive mind was nearly full. He needed to think, to digest the things that she had said and plot a course of action based upon her wisdom. It was ironic, how interesting and well things were going now that the two had spoken, and the dun didn't want to hinder the momentum that was building. In his antlers Mara hissed softly, urging him to go before he said anything stupid.
"Three days." He breathed softly. He made no comment on her decision to remain away from his herd. She could do as she liked. Perhaps his confidence in her was misplaced, but she had earned for herself during their brief conversation, and so Gaucho would take the blame if he was wrong. Not for the first time he underestimated the damage the rosey mare could do.
Spreading his flaming wings from his flanks, Gaucho took to the skies. He would need to tell his herd what had occurred, needed to let them know the pink one was here. As he rose higher and away from her, he realized he hadn't bothered to ask her name. Mentally he wondered if Mara knew it, but the snake confirmed that she did not.
Well, pink spy it was that.
[Short so that we could move along with other things <333 Thanks for such an awesome thread!]
At her mention of her quest, the Wildfire snorted. He couldn't imagine being given such a task ... then again, if the Sun God had commanded it he would have done just as the pink one was doing. Perhaps they weren't so very different after all. Perhaps his tongue would be as sharp as Hotaru's if he were raised here, with this language.
As much as he had enjoyed their talk, his primitive mind was nearly full. He needed to think, to digest the things that she had said and plot a course of action based upon her wisdom. It was ironic, how interesting and well things were going now that the two had spoken, and the dun didn't want to hinder the momentum that was building. In his antlers Mara hissed softly, urging him to go before he said anything stupid.
"Three days." He breathed softly. He made no comment on her decision to remain away from his herd. She could do as she liked. Perhaps his confidence in her was misplaced, but she had earned for herself during their brief conversation, and so Gaucho would take the blame if he was wrong. Not for the first time he underestimated the damage the rosey mare could do.
Spreading his flaming wings from his flanks, Gaucho took to the skies. He would need to tell his herd what had occurred, needed to let them know the pink one was here. As he rose higher and away from her, he realized he hadn't bothered to ask her name. Mentally he wondered if Mara knew it, but the snake confirmed that she did not.
Well, pink spy it was that.
[Short so that we could move along with other things <333 Thanks for such an awesome thread!]
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