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[OPEN] Here goes nothing

Hector Posts: 262

Outcast atk: 7 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5

Stallion :: Hybrid :: 18.3hh :: 7 Years HP: 63 | Buff: ENDURE

Veci :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate Dream

01-03-2015, 06:26 AM

No Time for Lies and Empty Fights

It can’t be...

A mare was riding spring thermals above the Throat, bathed bronze brown in the sunlight with streamers of flaxen golden trailing in wake of her flight; she looked small, stocky, like a tank built for war.

Kri...

Brilliant wingspan unfurled as Hector hurled himself from a limestone cliff (a post to which he was often assigned), far north of the oasis and he gave chase through the bitter desert skies like a ravenous wolf might a doe. Had the Resolute returned after years missing - lost without word or trace? He strained forward through burly shoulders; thrusting more vigorously each beat than he had for months and months. Sinew rippled beautifully beneath the sheen of copper and sweat beaded across it, and ribbon tendrils the same hue as his coat snapped violently as the wind hastened by.

Kri began to descend and it filled the loyal warrior with excitement. He dipped down his wings in pursuit, and rocketed recklessly from the heavens with forelegs strained ahead, ready to collect the gravel desert as is rushed forward to meet him. With a second to spare, the giant flared each radiant feather like a brilliant parachute and his plunge ended abruptly, as close as he dared to the mare – but startled unexpectedly when the trail of her unfamiliar voice tickled pricked ears.

Veci, a Dragon? he probed cautiously at his bonded, set solidly by then across flexing knees nearby. But the Boggart had not seen her before either.

She was bronzed beautifully, as though the breath of the sun had cured her to perfection – Kri was coloured mahogany, like the ancient timber in a forest. This mare’s eyes were far bluer too, reflecting the pure grace of their wonderland above as her fine skull shrank back from the ringing call, down to earth. Hector snorted briskly, eyeing her carefully, with his horned face tilted to the side. Perhaps the most startling difference (and one he was hardly pleased to have overlooked), was the splay of feathers set above the cascade of her fair tail – the Resolute certainly sported no such decoration.

"Ai!" He greeted chivalrously enough after the long moment spent considering her, with wings spread upwards in a traditional Pegasi salute. "Hector, Dragon Soldier on patrol." Turning his stoic expression square upon her, the Tribrid stepped forward and folded his wings close against each flank.

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Here goes nothing - by Astrasza - 01-01-2015, 09:11 AM

RE: Here goes nothing - by Hector - 01-03-2015, 06:26 AM

RE: Here goes nothing - by Astrasza - 01-06-2015, 05:56 PM

RE: Here goes nothing - by Hector - 01-15-2015, 02:42 PM

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