I felt the warmth of the Wildfire before he even landed. Muscles tensed as my posture began to coil like a spring. At any moment I was ready to jump into action. All the while the atmosphere became heavier and heavier. My facial features hardened as it was hammered into a serious expression. This was no time to be joking around. I knew better than that. A loose canon I might be but unlike some believed I did have restraints.

"Ave." I greeted simply with a nod. Side by side we would strike: father and daughter. There was no better team than one bound by blood. While I had been away for awhile, when I was little I would study his moves. Every action he took memorized me as a child. Hopefully I would be able to recall some of his strategies as I did not wish to get in his way. He came to stand by me, to fight beside me. I'd do my damn best to make him proud. (Although I'd be slightly annoyed if I knew he was here to keep an eye on me - like dad I'm almost four.)

A jet black pegasus that smelled of the dunes landed next to Pa. Curiously he spoke in my father's native tongue. A relative? I eyed the stallion before returning my gaze to the Earth God whom was addressing the crowd. Just as I had feared reports were being given to the God. Was he aware of this already? The Earth was stable and patient yet if these "Rift Gods" had been able to slip by his siblings what would make this differently? I prayed Lord Earth had a plan. Though my heart beat for a fight my mind knew the repercussions of battle.

As he turned to talk to his daughter - at least I think that's what he called her - I felt a slight wave of green wash over me as my gaze caught sight of the companion egg. All the days I spent wandering alone would have went by so much faster with someone by my side. Although I wouldn't have been alone if I had never left in the first place. I shook my head as if to cease these thoughts and instead let out a whinny in celebration.

Though I remained alert and on guard I finally addressed the warrior now that the Earth God had stopped talking (after all I don't think anyone wanted to interrupt a god). "M’athchomaroon, lajak." I kept my tone formal as I held myself with the grace my mother had blessed me with. "Zenobia." I offered my name as the pleasantries continued. "Gaucho's ohara."

Phew. Glad my father's native tongue still felt so natural as it came out with an ease.

"That feather belonged to my Momma who's dead. I want it back and I want it back NOW!" A feisty, young voice caught my attention and I found myself leaving my herd's side (without saying anything oops sorry ma). "Don't worry, darling. We'll get your feather back." I stared at the one she demanded answers from. "Someone of your size would steal from a young filly?" My gaze did not waver as I stared at him. "Have you no dignity? No honor?" Ears pressed against my skull as my tail flicked. I would not standby as this young filly desperately challenged for her mother's feather back. "I advise you give it back. This young one has been through enough. Surely you would not be so terrible as to keep her memento of her late mother in your possession?"

I was so not going to let a stallion that was bigger than me (and probably massive from the yearling's point of view) pick on someone much younger and smaller. Somehow I managed to keep my voice calm and polite, which was probably due to being in the presence of the Earth God. Y'know.. Kinda wanna be on your best behavior. But I could not simply turn a blind eye to this.

mentions @Gaucho @Einarr @Abraham @Vitani
translations Ave: father. M’athchomaroon: a formal greeting. lajak: warrior. ohara: daughter.
ooc addresses her father, listens quietly to the earth god, greets einarr, and then goes to assist vitani with abraham.