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Their pile of logs is growing magnificently now, and despite his initial reluctance to help, Volterra can't help but feel a stab of pride at what they have accomplished. Because of their combined efforts, the grass can grow where previously it would not; they have changed the face of the landscape forever with the force of their muscles and companions. He casts his gaze over to Rikyn. The unicorn seems less than enamoured with the dragons and their primal reaction to his bonded, and Volterra notes the backwards position of the ears. Ah, perhaps he has overstepped his boundaries. The mutant turkey response causes a booming chuckle to erupt from him, and inside his mind he feels the prideful bristling of both red and gold as they bellow their displeasure at the insult. At that moment, Sacre suggests burning the pile that they have collected; with rather more vigour than the job probably required, Vadir swoops low over the gathered branches and blasts a great storm of flame from her gaping jaws. As the breeze catches it, the fire spreads easily across the entirety of the pile, only stopped from spreading further by some stones that Volterra had placed around it. As he stares at the blazing inferno, he ponders on how many insects and small, irrelevant microorganisms will have died in the furnace. Moving and burning the branches has created new life that will ultimately benefit horses like themselves, but for the millions of tiny creatures who called the wood home, it spells the end. The Indomitable ponders this as he studies the bonfire of his own creation. It is a philosophical debate to span the ages; which lives are worth more? Hypnotised by the blaze, it's hard for him to tear his gaze away and look back to Rikyn. "How many fire-breathing turkeys do you know?" Vadir gives a chirp of delight and settles herself upon Volterra's broad back to admire her handiwork. He glances between both the men who have assisted him, nodding his great head in thanks to them. HEROES ALWAYS GET REMEMBERED BUT YOU KNOW LEGENDS NEVER DIE |
Don't know if you guys want to end this here or carry on for a bit :D @Sacre
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
