The Flames Burn On

The Flames Burn On

Hector Posts: 262

Outcast atk: 7 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5

Stallion :: Hybrid :: 18.3hh :: 7 Years HP: 63 | Buff: ENDURE

Veci :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate Dream

11-08-2016, 10:37 PM

Look Around, Look Around
At How Lucky We are to be Alive Right Now.

The liver chestnut stallion was moping about, his head low and his wings hanging down. The impressively-sized stallion's hooves plodded along the sands of the Throat, leaving trails in the sand as he moved. His head jerked up at the sound of a furious voice ringing out across the Throat. This shoulder be interesting... The stallion thought as he began to move towards the source of the sound. It seemed the large stallion was late to the gathering, as it had not been Sikeax who had called the meeting. A soft snort left Hector as he viewed the gathering, the angry voices coming from all the horses of the Throat. His ears pinned back as he lifted his head.

"If I may put in my two cents... Perhaps we should ask our Patron God, the God of the Sun for his opinion on the matter. Rather than fighting amongst ourselves, which I'm sure Gaucho would be incredibly disappointed in what the Throat has become. Fighting amongst ourselves for the rank of Sultan and Sultana. Think of what the past Sultans and Sultanas of the Throat would think of us fighting amongst ourselves." The stallion's voice in creased in volume as he continued to speak. A hoof stomped on the ground as he looked amongst the group of horses gathered to speak on the matter. He wasn't one for fighting much anymore, not after the birth of his daughter and experiencing first hand his own daughter not knowing who he was merely because he hadn't been around enough due to his warrior status.

After letting his words sink in a bit, the stallion raised his head to the sky and let out a loud whinny. "Glorious God of the Sun! Honor us with your presence and your wisdom! We would like your opinion on the subject being discussed!" If the Sun God answered his call, then that would be grand. But if not, things would have to be settled diplomatically within the herd itself.
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