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With fire to keep us warm, and tools we made from rocks and bones
"Name is Aurelia."
Gaucho had watched Aurelia stalk away from the Throat for presumably the last time. The golden splattered child had caused more trouble than she was worth, and although family was of the utmost importance to Gaucho, Aurelia had never bothered to make herself part of the Throat's family, or indeed, give any fucks about them whatsoever. He knew she had a lover in the Throat ... the black and red girl. Had they broken up? Was that why Aurelia had decided to just leave? Whatever it was, Gaucho couldn't deny that he was a little glad that she was gone. Aurelia was a weight off of his mind, a problem that was no longer his to bear.
Still, he had watched as she fled North. The last time he had seen the girl she was returning from having been held captive in the Basin, although he learned that it was only through her own incompetence that she had been placed there in the first place. Was she really so naive as to return?
Apparently so.
Her voice had called him down from the skies, and with amusement, Gaucho saw her intended target: Hotaru. The quick witted mare who had been his prisoner, and then merely a conversational ally. She and the Wildfire had gone to retrieve the body of her parents during what turned out to be his own murder spree. The two had parted on good terms, as had the Basin and the Throat.
Landing in a flurry of black and fire, Gaucho glanced at Aviya before his stoic gaze turned to the fight that would surely commence shortly. He did not stand close to the girl, but close enough that it was clear his intention was to watch the battle as well. In his antlers Mara peered forward with interest, now joined by a small phoenix chick who burst into flames every few minutes.
"Gaucho fight her before. Hotaru will win." He grunted, completing his earlier sentence with a confident nod of his crowned skull. Although he had never seen Hotaru fight before, given the amount of accessories that she had and the fire in her heart, the Wildfire had no doubt she would prove victorious over Aurelia and her spurned sense of righteousness.
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