The uncommon tongue

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Ascended Helovian

Gaucho The Wildfire Posts: 1,004

Deceased atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8

Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17.2 :: 12 HP: 85 | Buff: PINNACLE

Mara :: Black Mamba Snake :: Paralyze & Vorsa :: Plain Zephyr :: Phoenix Odd

07-14-2016, 06:20 PM

Tae’s voice pulled the Wildfire from what few moments of relaxation he had allowed himself. Gaucho’s blocky skull rose from where it had been, placed over the waters of the oasis. Water dripped down his bone pierced muzzle in cascading rivulets as his dark ears swiveled to catch the sounds. He knew it was Tae at once. Despite the large number of children he had sired, he knew them all by voice, scent, and sight, despite what they might think of him. However Tae did not sound panicked or in danger, and so the Wildfire took his time making his way towards her. It was Tallsun after all, and the sun beat down upon them all relentlessly.

Gaucho crested a blood-red hill, and saw the dark filly waiting below. At her sides were her companions, peering pointedly at him. The image made him smirk slightly, and Mara herself echoed this sentiment with a serpentine laughter. The daughter of the Mother of Companions, standing there unabashedly with her two companions. Ironic (not that Gaucho knew the word).

The dun’s fiery wings were loosely held against his flanks, and as he cantered down the hill to meet his child, they rose slightly allowing the small breeze that the movement of his body created, to flow under them, cooling his sides slightly. As he neared, he thought that perhaps he should have made the girl come to him - at least by the Oasis there was water to cool themselves off with.

”You call?” Gaucho greeted, his voice a melodic baritone despite how thick the words sounded leaving his lips.