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05-01-2013, 01:49 PM
 He laughed a short, amused laugh when she instead spoke in gratitude to his compliment. At least she let him down gently and wasn't the type of mare to jump to wild conclusions. All in all, Descaro rather liked Zdravilo as a friend, she seemed quite strong in will... For a mare. He noticed her edge a little closer, but he remained steadfast looking out into the horizon, watching for trouble whilst contemplating their interesting conversation. There was silence then as she seemed to be thinking over his words and he waited for her anxiously, it was a shaky subject and one that could turn sour in an instant. The Soldier was patient and had chosen his words carefully, in minds of many what he was suggesting was considered dark thoughts, but really was it? A lot of the time, Descaro felt he was living in a completely different world to those who chose to live within their means and accept an average life. It was something he simply couldn't do. The stallion was silent the whole time Zdravilo said nothing and only twitched his ears when finally she spoke to him. He smiled and nodded in understanding, no matter what goal you wanted the objective was always the same. To be loved. That Descaro could agree on. He let one dark eye stray to her alabaster face, feeling the breeze pick up his dark mane as he replied softly still. "Then I suppose you'd have to compromise somewhere, decide which need is greater. In the end, they are no better than us, the pegasus and equine. They wage war and destroy our homes and harm our children. You will find many who claim to be 'protectors of peace', but they are the biggest destroyers of the one thing they want to protect, they fear us so much that they will form huge alliances just to take our land from us, our home. Then the bastards have the audacity to call us monsters and the funny thing is, we've never started a battle. Tell me, am I wrong to want more than this? They deserve to feel the pain of being outcast like we have been, why should we be the only race that suffers?" His voice was thick with passion and he fell silent for a moment before finally his face lit up when she mentioned her new rank, smiling broadly when he spoke for the last time. "Great news! What rank did you choose?" He asked, genuinely interested. Her vibrancy rubbing off on the stallion. |
