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[OPEN] Ashes, ashes, we all fall down. [death]

Hector Posts: 262
Outcast atk: 7 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5
Stallion :: Hybrid :: 18.3hh :: 7 Years HP: 63 | Buff: ENDURE
Veci :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate Dream
#7
Come ride with me through the veins of history.
I'll show you how God falls asleep on the job.

 The stallion was napping in the shade after a patrol around the borders of the Throat, just to keep out of the heat. Veri hovered nearby, relaxing like his bonded next to him. It wasn't often that the mischievous boggart was quiet, but today was one of those rare days. The stallion's eyes had opened slightly just in time to see the flame pillar and the birds circling it. Fiery orange eyes widened and the stallion took off at a gallop, flapping large wings frantically. What was going on? Was it something with the Sun God? Either way, he felt he needed to be there. Finally taking to the air, he soared relatively low over the ground. Sikeax was racing ahead of him, and he continued to fly quickly after her towards the source of the fiery pillar.

What the stallion saw nearly caused him to fall out of the sky. As it was, he dropped a few feet in altitude. No... It couldn't be.. Not Gaucho. Not his friend. The massive stallion managed a wobbly landing, one that he should've been able to land steadily with his experience. His legs were barely able to support him as he slowly moved closer to the fallen body of the great stallion. The dun stallion's body no longer flamed, no longer moved with the stirrings of life. Gaucho was... dead. Wanting something to remember both Gaucho and his companion Vorsa by, he moved towards the fallen duo. Grabbing two of Gaucho's largest feathers from the edge of his left wing, the liver stallion gently tugged them out. He needed something to remember the great leader by, even when his body had gone. Looking towards Vorsa, he tucked Gaucho's feathers in his thick mane before reaching towards Vorsa's flame-colored wings intending to take two feathers from her as well. After tucking both sets of feathers securely in his mane, he watched Sikeax take off.

Dropping his head to touch Gaucho's neck one last time while closing his own eyes in a moment a silence, the stallion said a quick prayer for him to live on and watch over the Throat from above. Moving away from the fallen leader, Hector intended to take off after Sikeax when the Sun God suddenly appeared. The stallion stopped in his tracks before the God and bowed deep. His large wings were spread slightly as he bowed to the God he dutifully served. Ears flickered at the words that left the SUn God's mouth last. "I will support Sikeax's reign. Long Live Sikeax, Sultana of the Dragon's Throat!" He said, raising his voice loudly into the sky as he pulled himself from his bow. At his words, the stallion reared up and spread his wings wide, eyes looking towards his horned friend. He would support his friend always. He would back up any decree she made, be her loyal warrior that she could call on at any moment to aid her with something.

OOC: Had to edit xD Sun God post--sniped me xD
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• Dragon's Throat Rank Experience: Fortify | Level 3
• Permission given for moderate power play, magical influence and damage at all times


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RE: Ashes, ashes, we all fall down. [death] - by Hector - 08-29-2016, 09:35 PM

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