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02-17-2015, 05:41 PM
Megaera In the name if diplomacy, in respect of the ties that bound Falls and Throat, Meg had apologized. She hated apologizing. For every word the poured out of the milky-eyed palomino, Meg heaped another shovelful of regret over her own attempt at civility. The Mason went on and on, a pile of excuses and condescending criticism and every syllable uttered fueled Megaera’s furious indignation. By the time her drivel ceased, the warriors ears were pinned against her skull and her eyes blazed in fury. She was incensed. A rushing like ocean waves filled her hears and all the focus and self-control she could muster was channeled into not striking the mare in her smug little face. Don’t you dare. This is a rescue mission not a war! she had to yell into her own mind. She nearly shook with anger at the gall of this stranger and when she answered her tone was deadly quiet “The Falls has numbers equal to Dragon’s Throat and you say there was no on. You, Mason…” the word was sneer in her mouth “…must have rocks in your head if your that unresourceful; any Warrior would have known exactly who to send.” Vaguely aware that Midas spoke, but the battle-bay was too enraged to pay any heed to his archaic speech. She stole a quick, confused glance, at Africa… What on earth had happened to change the kind Diviner she had met into this shrinking, passive thing? She must have been away from the desert too long. “Thank you, Africa, for your help.” She meant it, and hoped at least that much would come through the wall of anger. She spared only a glance for Midas, not hearing his offer of rest and aid, it was too late in Megaera’s mind for the Czar to make up for his herdmates failings. She spun as tightly as a creature her size could and with a handful of reaching strides took to the skies and her home once more. Notes: Yep Meg’s to pissed to listen (mostly because of good ol’ liquid time she’s already given Gaucho her report) and she’s off. Thanks guys!
a soldier does not have time to wait a soldier cannot hesitate |
FAC FORTIA ET PATERE
be brave and endure
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