A P O L L O And how can you say that your truth is better than ours? Shoulder to shoulder, now brother, we carry no arms 'It is a pleasure to meet you again, Apollo. Congratulations on your rank up.' Apollo gave a snort of a laugh, simple, genuine. If situations had been reversed, if times had been different, perhaps he and Tonka could have been good friends. Perhaps it wasn't too late... Now, however, was not the time to ponder 'what-ifs' and 'could have beens'. "Thank you, your words are kind," he murmured softly, head tipping upwards, eyes roaming past Tonka's bulk and roaming the snow-covered horizon. Apollo sucked in a deep breath, grateful that his heaving chest had calmed, then released the breath once more through his nostrils. "Before I speak of this treaty, there are some things that I need you to understand. Your family is safe. One of my own has stolen them away from the Edge, and you will find them here, once we part ways. No harm has come of them while they were in our care, I can assure you." Apollo's smile flitted across his face once more. Tonka was a father, he had heard... Idly the Merciful wondered just what that felt like, being a parent. Giving another breath, this one rather world weary, Apollo continued. "This treaty, this pact that I am offering you has terms and conditions. We ask that you leave our herd and land un-touched. If this is breached in any way, our pact will be broken... And we will be forced to take action." As he spoke, a considerable sadness filled the overo's honey-brown eyes. He loathed fighting, and hoped that there would be no more of it... But knew that his wish wouldn't come true. "I ask, as a brother in arms, that you don't make me do that. I'm so very weary of fighting, Tonka, but, as you know... We all do what we must to ensure our family's safety." "However," Apollo continued, his head raising, eyes snapping to rapt attention. The intensity of his gaze was startling. "If you should need us for any reason, we will come. It is the point of a brotherhood, yes?" A chuckle, soft and warm like a summer breeze escaped the Chief's lips. "And if we need of you and your ilk... I ask that you raise your arms to our cause." Apollo took one step closer to Tonka, nose outstretching in an attempt to touch the other stallion's muzzle. The Chief hoped he wouldn't pull away. "What do you say, brother?" |
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