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Lakota the Poisoner Posts: 278
Deceased atk: 5.5 | def: 9.0 | dam: 4.5
Mare :: Equine :: 15.1hh :: 7 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
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Lakota
The Poisoner


Beside the Poisoner there is a pegasus wandering close, wings lifted and watching her warily as if finding her unstable. Lakota arches a sophisticated brow at her, violet eyes unimpressed, and snorts softly. "Were you expecting me to be quiet when it's likely so loud down there?" Rolling her eyes she zeroes back in on the fight, deciding to hold her tongue lest she make an enemy the moment she speaks to someone aside from Kahlua and Aaron at her joining. It would be something the Poisoner would do, certainly nothing she hadn't done before, but this was supposed to be her home now. She could not treat her herdmates as she sometimes wished to. Her name is given, tearing Lakota from watching the four in the distance, and she turns sharp lilac orbs on the pale mistress. Studying her intently before deigning her worthy in some way unknown to Aurelia of the sapphire scoundrel's name. "Lakota the Poisoner, a pleasure." Silk on the blade of a dagger her lyrics are smooth and well educated, the royalty within shining through as it always tended to do upon new introductions. But the question upon Aurelia's tongue is nearly obvious, and she patiently awaits it to come spilling out. She is not disappointed.

"They battle for the position of Captain, to show whom is most fit and experienced for the role." There is no other explanation to offer, nothing lengthier that she cares to share. What else is there to know, after all? But apparently there is something more she desires to know, even though Lakota's attention is drawn to the side as an intricately colored mare approaches with her companion. The fact that she knows Ktulu sends her bristling internally, possessiveness a thorn in her stomach, even as the new information of her mate's lineage reaches her ears. It's not of much importance to her, the mare considering any offspring of different species a hybrid, does not understand what it entails that makes it supposedly worthy of noting. But she clears her throat softly to continue on with her own knowledge, of which there is only one other name on her tongue. "Indeed, Ktulu the Constrictor, my mate and previous Chieftess of the Windtossed Foothills. The large stallion is Archibald the Dauntless, yet another previous Chief of the Foothills, and once-General beneath Ktulu. He is a dear friend of mine. However I do not know the other two."

Crown shakes softly to signify that she speaks true, even as violet orbs dance to land upon Adele, far more endeared by her mannerisms than the foolish young child beside her. Even if it is not Aurelia's fault that Lakota is so hard to impress. "Lakota the Poisoner, and this is my companion Aodaun." Deep growl reverberated from her foreleg where he stood proudly, a greeting to the both of them before lime eyes went back to survey Eytan and Ktulu. He, too, desired to join the fray alongside his long time friend and partner. Quilyan's arrival draws the attention of his bonded, who gives her own vixenly flash of a smile towards the pegasus. In her time of watching from the shadows, she had found herself quite in approval of the gentlemanly spectre.

"Welcome to the show, Quilyan," she teases softly, though her greeting is sincere beneath the playfulness. Aodaun glances up at him to find Zarina, giving a short huff of a bark that causes Lakota to laugh softly. "Jealous she may be, Aodaun thinks she's splendid, he quite envies her appearance." Her own compliment lies in the tangled web of her words, a game of chance and determination to find what she wishes to say but would never be so bold as to lay out for them all to see. She, too, finds Zarina beautiful, even if her eyes sparkle with amusement at her pitifully cute attempt at jealousy.

"She worried."

It's such an odd and sudden intrusion that Lakota's features blatantly show her confusion, only to swivel her head to see Brisa staring forlornly out across the stretch of land towards the fighting horses. Moving towards her and away from the group as they interact more among one another, she clears her throat softly. "Don't worry, miss. I have been to many of these, and participated in more. It is not a fight to the death, there is a respect and courtesy among sparring partners that exists even in tournaments. Whomever has your concern, they will make it out of this beaten but in no real danger that your doctors cannot mend." There is a surety in her tone, a wisdom that conveys how much she knows about this topic, hoping to instill in Brisa a calmer state of mind. Whether she was successful or not remains to be seen, for Aurelia is once again catching her harks with her incessant voice. A seer?

Lakota looks her over, hums once to herself, which could be taken as either disbelieving or contemplative depending on Aurelia's mood. At the very least she holds her tongue, departing from Brisa's side as the pegasus insists on speaking with her, returning to Quilyan and Adele. Even as her heart races and clogs in her throat when she turns to see Ktulu's form ripping apart and transforming into a massive version of her companion, sees Archibald's panicked attempt at grounding her. Her breath flutters like a trapped bird in her ribcage even as she conceals her emotions, distrusting of these newly met herdmates. Silently she thanks Archibald for watching out for her mate, for keeping her in control when she so obviously had lost control of a magic she'd never known she'd had. From there she cannot turn her eyes from the battle, and no words are being spoken that concern her, so she is not insensitive by doing so. She does not worry like Brisa does, for the health of her mate, for she knows better than anyone how Ktulu could hold her own. No, she worries for this sudden transformation that Ktulu does not seem to be in control or aware of, for how it may treat her body in after effects.

At least she had been correct in trusting Archibald to watch out for her mate.

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Baylee, next time please be aware of posting order and have the courtesy to ask if I was intending to post next. I was going to wait to see if anyone else was planning on joining before posting.

Chunga-Stock


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RE: Tough Love :: Edge Tournament Viewing! - by Adele - 05-13-2014, 12:13 AM
RE: Tough Love :: Edge Tournament Viewing! - by Lakota - 05-19-2014, 07:38 PM

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