The uncommon tongue

[PRIVATE] The uncommon tongue

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Dragon's Throat Alchemist atk: 7.0 | def: 10 | dam: 4.5

Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.2 :: 2 HP: 72.5 |

Mal :: Timber Wolf :: Terrorize & Hel :: Royal Hellhound :: Hellfire Odd

#23

07-16-2016, 12:01 PM

The wind stirred over head, pulling casually at their water logged manes and tails, and seemingly completely oblivious of the depth and importance of the conversation occurring below its warm airstream fingers. And why should it? These lands would live and thrive long after all of them were no more than bone dust upon the bloody sands. Why should the wind and the light bother with what it was Gaucho had to say to his daughter, regardless of the importance that it held for the four ears who would hear it?

And so the wind swept onwards, and Tae stood silently.

It bothered her that it was taking so long for her Father to speak. Was there perhaps even more that he was going to share? Over and above the cursory information that she had requested? Did it have to do with the herd? With their family? Perhaps with her sister (who, surprisingly, had not appeared yet. Tae thought that perhaps she would, for her taller sibling was never too far from her. That she hadn’t yet was also mildly worrisome)?\\

Taking a breath, the girl looked encouragingly up at her Father. Her pale eyes were wide, though she tried to hold back the alarm which was slowly building.

”Anha'm charolat.” She repeated once again, nodding her mandible marked skull reassuringly. It felt so strange to be offering encouragement to her Father, a creature so powerful that none had ever managed to best him. And yet here is was, a yearling looking up into the face of one of the most powerful stallions Helovia had ever seen, pleading for him to go on.

tae

i'm a cold day in august, i'm a stream too shallow
i'm a heart shaped box with no letter inside

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