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09-10-2013, 09:42 PM
Ace quietly made his way around the perimeter of his homeland, on patrol. Ever since he had been made a soldier he had been taking his new position very seriously, and tried to take patrols and watch the borders as much as he could. Though the golden sun still remained absent from the sky, Dragon’s Throat was feeling particularly warm today, especially considering that there was no wind. As he continued on his tour of duty, he had noticed that with the Earth God now present once again in Helovia, everything in their predominantly barren home seemed to grow a little taller, the Dragon’s Blood tree looked healthier and even the moon flowers had begun to bloom more brightly.
Feeling a little too hot for his liking, Ace spread his dark wings and launched himself into the sky, deciding to walk along a part of the Dragon’s Throat Wall that was actually finished to see if he could catch a breeze. It felt good to have the wind run through his mane when he was flying to the top, as the heat was starting to make his hair stick to his neck with sweat. When he reached the wall though, he found no such relief. What breeze there was on the great wall barely swayed his tail. The stallion sighed and flew down to the dusty floor again, and was about to continue on when he heard a lengthy nicker coming from up ahead. The soldier couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear, last time a horse entered their borders it had been to signal an invasion that they just managed to win. Hesitantly, he whinnied back and trotted towards the creator of the sound.
As he neared, Ace could see this equine was a Pegasus like him, which put him a little more at ease. This stallion though was much taller than him, and had the most peculiar coat colour Ace had ever seen. The new Pegasus had the coat colour of metal that had been left out in the rain too long and so was rusting, except the rust was broken up by lighter dapples, the same colour as his mane and tail. Remembering his manners, the soldier bowed his head at the newcomer “My name is Ace of Dragon’s Throat, may I be of assistance to you in anyway?”
Feeling a little too hot for his liking, Ace spread his dark wings and launched himself into the sky, deciding to walk along a part of the Dragon’s Throat Wall that was actually finished to see if he could catch a breeze. It felt good to have the wind run through his mane when he was flying to the top, as the heat was starting to make his hair stick to his neck with sweat. When he reached the wall though, he found no such relief. What breeze there was on the great wall barely swayed his tail. The stallion sighed and flew down to the dusty floor again, and was about to continue on when he heard a lengthy nicker coming from up ahead. The soldier couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear, last time a horse entered their borders it had been to signal an invasion that they just managed to win. Hesitantly, he whinnied back and trotted towards the creator of the sound.
As he neared, Ace could see this equine was a Pegasus like him, which put him a little more at ease. This stallion though was much taller than him, and had the most peculiar coat colour Ace had ever seen. The new Pegasus had the coat colour of metal that had been left out in the rain too long and so was rusting, except the rust was broken up by lighter dapples, the same colour as his mane and tail. Remembering his manners, the soldier bowed his head at the newcomer “My name is Ace of Dragon’s Throat, may I be of assistance to you in anyway?”
