squirrel season

the Rift

[OPEN] squirrel season

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

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08-07-2016, 11:00 AM

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Gaucho too had cocked an ear towards the snake and the canine. Through his bond he could also sense that they had been successful in their hunting, though if he and Grusha could have compared reactions, Gaucho would have said that Mara was a great deal more pleased with their find than Nashoba was.

Wind maketh leaveth pile up and look like thumthing ith buried Gaucho turned his attention back to his skeletal daughter, sticking his bottom lip out thoughtfully and nodding. That made sense, and given how many piles of leaves he had overturned he appreciated his daughter's explanation. He hadn't begun to doubt her, but her knowledge of even this small facet of finding bones made him even more confident in her bone-seeking abilities.

The Wildfire's eyes watched as Grusha began to move purposefully towards a tree. His ears perked forward and he smiled to himself as he body began to degrade right before his eyes. So many might think the magic that overtook her body when emotions ran high through her was odd, creepy even, but Gaucho did not. It would make her a formidable (and even more frightening) opponent on the battlefield, but even more importantly, it made her unique.

The dun made his way over to her once she had revealed the bones. He didn't think that there was any magic needed for this part, but just in case there was, he didn't approach until he was sure that she had found what she was looking for, and that his arrival wouldn't startle - or otherwise ruin - he

"Good size carcass." The Wildfire observed. "What Grusha make?"

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