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12-25-2014, 12:46 PM
M E G A E R A Megaera told herself she was on patrol but her assignment was only to the Heart this season. What she wouldn’t admit, and perhaps was even fully conscious of herself, was that she had followed Ampere. She wanted to know the Throat’s Gladiator better than she did, as their first meeting had been a little less than cordial, but it seems that all the activity in the Throat had kept them both busy with their respective duties. It didn’t set well with Meg that she would be set at odds with her captain, and she tried to remind herself not to try and butt heads with the Blue before she’d had a chance to get the full measure of her. They really hadn’t spoken, and already Meg though the mare definitely a little abrasive and to quick, in Meg’s mind, to show a high level of disrespect to their Sultan. Still, warriors of a herd had no business fighting each other when there were outside enemies. So she’d tailed the Blue to the floating isle, determined to have an opportunity to talk. When Meg arrived however, there was a gathering around a tree, filled with little lights and bells that chimed in the breeze, and…. Was that a turtle? The bay touched down and pulled up to stand near the Gladiator and some other members of Dragon’s Throat, a little mesmerized by the odd scene. Her dark head swiveled to glance at Ampere, who seemed a little uneasy with these strange proceedings, and the tuned back with narrowed eyes at the strange shelled creature. This island might me more troubled than it’s worth, but still Meg was definitely curious. Merry Christmas my lovelies! You're all the best!! |
FAC FORTIA ET PATERE
be brave and endure
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