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07-16-2016, 10:46 AM
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The Sultan rose just before dawn. He stretched his flaming wings from his flanks, allowed himself a long and luxurious stretch before standing straight and greeting the dawn. The sky appeared to be on fire as the sun slowly rose, and Gaucho inhaled and exhaled softly in quiet prayer. The Sun God had given Gaucho everything - all of his magic, all of his children, and even his title as ascended. He had seen fit to allow the Wildfire to protect and watch over the Throat as its Khal for many and many seasons now, and never once had Gaucho forgotten that fact. Now, it was time to impart some of that wisdom onto his youngest daughters. Gaucho cantered easily across the desert sands in search of Tae and Grusha. The twins were normally together, but on this day, it was the larger of the two that he found first. Mara and Vorsa eyed the wolf and its master, offering a hiss and a trill hello. "Grusha. Come.” The Wildfire said, his voice a low pleasant rumble, as he regarded the pale-maned filly with pride. "Today you show Gaucho what you know.” He grinned, causing the bone in his nose to dance slightly, as he swept his flaming wing to the side indicating the wide open plains to their right. It was alright that Tae was not with them, though it wouldn’t surprise him in the least if she showed herself sooner or later. For now however, his steely gray gaze (and the bulk of his attention), was reserved for the skeletal child before him. Gaucho the Wildfire
If this is to end in fire Then we should all burn together |
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