Somehow it had escaped Ampere that there was another prisoner amid their mists. Gaucho had not warned the herd this time, as he had with his last chained body. There were many among the herd that Ampere did not know well, and new faces joined them often enough to not concern herself with their appearance so long as they weren't causing a fuss.

This was a fuss.

You can understand then, how upon hearing the falcon's screech, witnessing the fireball, and seeing her own warrior engage the mare, that Ampere assumed she was intruding rather than escaping.

Up in the skies, Ampere almost missed the warning call of Azeeza. She had grown rather attuned to that bird's cry however, much as she was loathe to admit it, and turned the moment she heard it, catching from the corner of her gaze the eruption of flame that made her heart falter in her chest. Gaucho? came the instant question of her mind (or was it her heart?), but his shapes were always mimicking a creature, where as this was just, a burst of pure energy. Had Bucephalus, turned again?

Cutting sharply on her right wing, Ampere spun in the air, then shot down with her appendages multiple times to gain the speed her body boasted. As she flew she recognized the dark frame of Einarr, and saw then all three of her herd mates converging on one dark shape in the water. At once Ampere's skin prickled, alive with reckless energy as she felt a protective flare and an outcry of rage. This was her home. This was her job. No one fucked with either of those.

Furiously Ampere dove down, gathering the magic inside of her, searching for the electrical currents inside the stranger as she got closer. Everyone, everything was alive with some form of electrical energy, and Ampere grasped for it, like a strand in the dark, a chord on an instrument that she could play, Ampere plucked it. Her magic reached out to try and control Confutatis' movements, to turn her and push her back into the sea and towards the mainland, away from their home.

Dark wings swept out from blue-tinted sides as the Mother of Companions swooped from her dive, sailing above Confutatis, her shadow dancing on the waters. Normally Ampere would have asked why she had come, or what her intentions were, but she trusted the judgement of her fellows for it be clear that Confutatis was a threat. No words were needed, just might.

As she passed by Ampere cocked a blue eye at the stranger, sizing her up. As she did so she was startled by the skull marking that the other mare bore. Her heart jumped up into her throat, and she felt a tingle all through her body. That girl, from before...

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:: [Magic: EarthxShock (U) | able to direct the natural electrical currents of surrounding objects and living things, allowing temporary movement of them and the blocking of magic flow in them.
:: [Restrictions | Can block 1 magic ability for 1 post; 30 seconds in battle. Can move something/someone for 30 seconds; 15 seconds in battle. To move someone must be suggested movement or given permission beforehand to specifically say.]

[Also sorry, but I don't believe you can require the thread be at a specific event time, especially if that event happened a month ago - a lot of us have already done many things since that event, but that shouldn't just exclude us from being able to post. Usually when people use liquid time, and it requires going backwards in time, or messing up timelines, it's a suggestion or a pre-approved arrangement between the involved parties, which are usually smaller threads with less members. For this thread, I can only treat it as current time =/ ]