Rocks on the ocean, wheels in motion

[OPEN] Rocks on the ocean, wheels in motion

Ascended Helovian

Gaucho The Wildfire Posts: 1,004

Deceased atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8

Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17.2 :: 12 HP: 85 | Buff: PINNACLE

Mara :: Black Mamba Snake :: Paralyze & Vorsa :: Plain Zephyr :: Phoenix Odd

03-28-2015, 10:47 AM (This post was last modified: 03-29-2015, 10:21 AM by Gaucho.)

Gaucho saw her immediately. Ghost was, after-all, so distinctly different from everyone else in the herd. She was tall in a way that few of them were, painted dark with both horns and wings. Intrigued, the Wildfire descended out of the skies and glided easily towards her. His curiosity had been piqued. What purpose did she have of coming here? It had been seasons since anyone from the Falls had come to the Throat, and now suddenly within the space of a few weeks three visited? Midas and Africa, and now Ghost? The last time the darkened mare had arrived on their sands it had been to tell them of evil. Worms, was it? The Wildfire couldn't recall the specifics, but at least she had come with a purpose then.

Did she have one now?

Landing in flurry of black, muscle, and fire, Gaucho easily touched down upon the sands. In his antlers Mara's hardened gaze watched the mare warily. Bobbing in the air beside him, Vorsa seemed to share none of the other companion's animosity. The phoenix was still too young to really understand what was going on. So instead of glaring, she trilled a happy hello as she landed near Gaucho hooves and began to make a sandcastle.

"Ghost." He rumbled, his voice a neutral wash as his antlered skull bobbed a hello. The Sultan tucked his flaming wings against his flanks, as he flicked his tail idly. "Water in Oasis -" He offered, nodding his head in the direction of their inland lake, should the czarina be thirsty. Even though things were tense between the two herds, Gaucho would not show his guests the same animosity the Falls had shown his. "-we can walk and talk if you need."

Falling silent, the Sultan waited. He was nearly certain that her arrival had been necessitated by something. Was it a message from Midas? Scanning his thoughts, he couldn't think of any in his herd who had been missing, and the mare he had been looking for - the one he had told Midas about during their last discussion - was now safely held within his borders. Was there some new sickness crowding the lands that the dark mare knew of? Exhaling, the dun waited to find out.