No matter how fast I flew I could not leave behind the anger that the golden stallion had stirred in me. I still could not believe that he would ask me why I was so quick and harsh to judge. Wasn't it my right to judge based on the actions of his herd? Was I wrong to trust Gaucho's reaction to him in the Basin? And was it wrong for me to trust my instinct when that instinct told me to be wary? I snorted as the Throat came into sight and I began my descent. Had it been anyone else there at the Heart I wouldn't have been so worried about telling Gaucho, but I knew that he hadn't liked him. Or ... at least I suspected as much. So I felt like I had to tell him. He needed to be aware.
My hooves touched the sand and I trotted forward several yards before I finally stopped and tucked my wings against my sides. "Gaucho!" I called for my Sultan and waited and wondered what he would say about Thranduil being at the Heart. I wondered if I would be in trouble for leaving so soon instead of waiting for my partners... or if they even bothered to show up after I'd left... I guess I needed to tell him that I'd been there alone, too. And I wondered if I was doing the right thing by telling him when I didn't even know what his intentions were. I sighed and looked up toward the sky, thinking that maybe Gaucho would be flying overhead.
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@[Gaucho]
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