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11-09-2016, 02:16 PM
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tae
,eivom kcochctiH a fo dne eht m'I
gnivieced tol a dna krad elttil A Distrustfully, Tae's pale gaze turned towards Volterra. A trial by combat? She thought with a wolfish snarl. Please, tip the scales even more obviously in your favour. "You may be frequenting the Threshold for new warriors, but you have neglected your primary job here." Tae coldly uttered, looking up at the significantly larger stallion with an undaunted stare. "Nephele's failure as a warrior falls squarely onto your shoulders. And though you've been maintaining your condition, our herd is anything but safe. Thieves have been at our borders, and without a single political effort made by Sikeax, it wouldn't surprise me if this only continued. I bet you know the way to the Threshold even better than you know your way around these sands." She concluded darkly. What was this, a grab for the open rank? And then, finally, for this comedy of errors couldn't possibly have gone on any longer, Sikeax finally made an appearance. Despite the acid on the mandible-marked mare's tongue, Tae kept silent until Sikeax was finished speaking. She had to restrain herself every second to ensure that she didn't lash out to argue what the amber champagne was saying, and by the end of it, she was glad she forced herself to remain silent. Sikeax had at least concluded with one thing she could get behind. Maybe something the whole herd could get behind. It was the first logical thing the mare had done since being promoted. Eagerly Tae turned to see how Sohalia would respond. The mare was politically appropriate, but also to the point. It was refreshing to hear someone who seemed to have a clue what it was that they were talking about - and the fact that her own Mother had offered early support for the pale mare gave a lot of weight to what was becoming an easier and easier decision to make. That, and Tae hadn't forgotten how Sohalia had treated her as a child, even when her own Mother hadn't been around. She could have said something about Sohalia had been a leader before, how the mare knew the sands - hell, how she'd personally known Gaucho and thus likely had a good insight into the workings of this herd, over and above that information she would have gathered herself. But none of that mattered, not really. Those assembled either knew that information, or they didn't. And if they didn't, they didn't deserve a vote. This was a family matter. "I support Sohalia." Tae declared loudly, her two black canine companions growling in acknowledgement at her side. |
