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12-22-2012, 06:51 PM
The dark steed watched, listened to the challenge that rang out amidst the storm. He always lingered by Kri, she had earned his loyalty when she promised him a home for his family, she had protected him and he protected her. She was a sister to him, bound by a tie stronger, thicker than blood, similar to deep, undying love he felt for his family. He stood far away, a dark smudge in the background. A regular pegasus would not be able to discern what went on.
He was no regular pegasus, however.
Azzuen had heightened his sight, he watched with a critical eye, the figures dancing in the raging skies above. The storm rocked his body, but he stood firm against it, intent on seeing the outcome of this fool's errand.
With relief, he saw his leader rise the victor. With further happiness, he acknowledged now that the Throat had outcast two members. Numbers were something that a herd needed, but those numbers needed to not be tainted by fools and rule-breakers.
With this knowledge in his mind, he nodded to himself and then sought out shelter from the thunderous weather.
He was no regular pegasus, however.
Azzuen had heightened his sight, he watched with a critical eye, the figures dancing in the raging skies above. The storm rocked his body, but he stood firm against it, intent on seeing the outcome of this fool's errand.
With relief, he saw his leader rise the victor. With further happiness, he acknowledged now that the Throat had outcast two members. Numbers were something that a herd needed, but those numbers needed to not be tainted by fools and rule-breakers.
With this knowledge in his mind, he nodded to himself and then sought out shelter from the thunderous weather.
