No Time for Lies and Empty Fights
As all of the competitors gathered again swiftly and eagerly before Kahlua, Queen of World’s Edge, Hector’s roaming eyes noted a handful of familiar faces that he had not before appreciated.
Among the crowd were allies from home – Gaucho the Wildfire, Ampere the Mother of Companions, but also brothers who had strayed to different lands; Midas the Gallant in particular. Hector moved to stand (or loom) beside the stallion he had not seen for many seasons and spewed tender breath about the collar where it rested near the peak of his withers. "Spars and conversation are owed, Midas. It has been too long between." His chest rumbled deeply as he tried to limit the spread of his words to the black and white Czar’s ears alone. "I will visit your falls during Tallsun..."
Attention turned then suddenly to the similarly painted mare at the head of the meeting – she began to speak, and Hector was not one to disrespect. Neat cupped ears titled forward with interest, curious to learn the outcome, or payoff, for this day’s toiling. Of course it was all a game, and he understood that well, but perhaps a battle of the brawn would have been a simpler task for one hardly gifted with wit. All the while the Sunshower spoke – inviting their return for future events – the tawny giant was nodding quietly and appropriately, heeding her all focus both polite and necessary. He just was not big on so many words...
She announced in fair time the first winner, Shida, a foal it seemed who’s reputation Hector had never crossed paths with (a fine thing, children were not his partiality). He smiled civilly enough before his own name was called through those gathered and he could not help but swing a glance by both Ampere and Gaucho; a success potentially, in both of their eyes. A tireless warrior in every respect, he wished nothing more than to prove himself in the eyes of his superiors – and all things, in the name of the Sun.
He threw forward heartily, "thank you Edge for your games..." with a lifted chin and a chuffed (nearly smug) grin winding through his expression. Deciding to wait until the gathering had disbanded entirely before he pursued his prize, Hector settled in to mingle a little longer – maybe even stay overnight! he mused silently.
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[O] LET THE GAMES BEGIN (edge games #1)
