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pecking order
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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
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Gaucho watched the herd meeting begin with something close to wonder - though more properly close to appreciation. When he had joined the Throat, so many seasons past, there had been chaos. Kri ruled with an iron fist, and Midas tried to keep ties between the desert-dwellers and the neighboring herds smooth. But there had been little accountability. Their healer, Onni, came and went with the wind. Casseiopeia appeared seemingly only with the stars, and Azzuen was an aloof and distant general. But now?

He watched as Sikeax continually molder the healers, and was herself always present. Maren had taken to her duty with more vigor and skill than almost any oracle he had seen (sorry Cera), while Cera ruled the crafters with a careful and meticulous mind. Meg was one of the first Sultana's to rule alongside him with relative ease (sorry Ampere), while Ampere managed the warriors from a position of tough love but respect.

The fact that it was Ampere calling this meeting demonstrated how far the herd had come. They had accomplished much, and acted like an autonomous but well-oiled machine. And so he let it run, never once considering if he had overstayed his leadership position. 

But had he?

Gaucho's flaming wings were tucked tightly against his muscular flanks. He allowed his steely gaze sweep over those assembled, listening with a silent intentionality to the testimony of Maren and Cera. Today, Cera seemed stronger somehow. The Sultan couldn't quite place it, but whatever it was, it made him smile to himself. The boy-prince had suffered much, especially in the wake of his Father's death, and Gaucho wondered if ever he would snap out of his funk.

The mention of a new sleuth made Gaucho grunt slightly, his darkened ears folding back to mimic the disapproval that Ampere felt. Bucephalus had ... been so keen on taking the role. It fit his charming and mouthy personality perfectly, or so Gaucho had thought. Was it that Essetia had tried (successfully) to take it from him? Is that what forced him into the shadows? And where was the victor, then? Were her actions merely to prove that she could? The Throat hadn't much use for their shadows, and yet Gaucho knew those ranks could be particularly useful. 

Perhaps with the right horse at the helm...



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Messages In This Thread
pecking order - by Ampere - 10-18-2015, 09:53 PM
RE: pecking order - by Cera - 10-19-2015, 01:49 AM
RE: pecking order - by Maren - 10-19-2015, 09:58 AM
RE: pecking order - by Gaucho - 10-19-2015, 02:12 PM
RE: pecking order - by Nephele - 10-19-2015, 03:36 PM
RE: pecking order - by Zenobia - 10-20-2015, 05:22 AM
RE: pecking order - by Ghost - 10-20-2015, 08:32 AM
RE: pecking order - by Abaddon - 10-23-2015, 09:40 AM
RE: pecking order - by Sikeax - 10-24-2015, 03:16 AM
RE: pecking order - by Ampere - 11-02-2015, 11:37 PM
RE: pecking order - by Gaucho - 11-08-2015, 04:12 PM
RE: pecking order - by Ghost - 11-16-2015, 09:18 AM

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