I remembered that the mare in front of me was indeed a stallion as well. My nostrils were soon positive on that thought; there was indeed both sides to this story. Either way, it didn't matter. This subject was an ally and a member of my group. I had plans for her and if all else failed, I would at least let my fellow friend know that there was creatures in this world that would care and would pull them out of a dark hole if that time ever came.

"I wish to discuss your involvement within the Storm Strike and I want for you to know that you will be rewarded greatly when the time comes. I wish to thank you for coming with me even though I have close to none. However, even a giant oak tree starts out just a sapling and it takes time, yes, but it does indeed grow."

My blue eyes turned a slighter more warm shade than usual, just like always when I was talking to a friend of mine. My warm and welcoming voice was also it's same self, soothing the crisp air.

"So I have been thinking and considering everything. I have came up with the rankings and the system in which I wish for things to run and I don't see any particular flaws with it as of yet. However, that's bound to change. I wanted your particular advice on it to get your opinion as well."

I shifted my body mass over equally to all sides, evenly balanced out on all contrasting legs of mine. I raised my left leg to reposition it and placed the enlarged hoof down softly, as though it's extremely durable and hardy self was a crystal dinner plate.

My extremely tall frame stood still as I lowered my head slightly letting the newly grown thistles kiss my muzzle and caress my cheek. I raised my head, Echo now completely in distance and then I began to speak.

"I guess you could picture it like a tier system. At the bottom would of course be prisoners. Then, on top of that, would be what I would like to call the Forthcoming Storm. This would include the new members that have not yet chosen a path they would wish to take to contribute to the group. On top of that would be two slots; the Thunderstorms and the Wind Storms. The Thunderstorms would be soldiers and fighters... protection. The Wind Storms would be sleuths and silent... the invisible incognito group that would gain information, steal, and even take part in some medicinal activities and healing."

I paused, allowing for a quick breath and to absorb what had been said already. In my mind, it was much like a chart. "Eventually, the parties in those two rankings who earned and deserved it would move up to Hail Storm. They would specialize in creating tactics for battle and fighting. Execute those who we deem need it. They are either specialized in fighting or specialized in information and healing. Together, they come together to formulate plans."

I nodded, finished with that part. "Then after proven hard work and dedication, one would be faced with a choice to make it to the last and final ranks possible for promotion. Either the Cyclones or the Tornadoes. The Cyclones would be the tactical warfare leaders that are absolutely specialized in fighting and tactics and become best friends on ways to kill. They help train everyone below them, even the Hail Storms.

The Tornadoes would help advise me and would be part of the Storm Council. They would give their input on tactical warfare and their thoughts. They would be specialized in ideas and specialized in medicine and healing... always honing their knowledge of the world around them to bring back and to help. Then on top of it all, the leader, would be me... The Hurricane. I'm never going to play tyrant and will never be a lazy leader. I pull my own weight. It's ridiculous to not do so. So while everyone is doing their share, so shall I. Training from dusk until dawn in my own ways of fighting and medicine all to bring back and make us successful towards our goals. Training the lower rankings until we have cadets to fill those spots and I deem good enough to take over for a bit."

My maw closed, silence spreading into the air like a cloud of dust. I wanted this to sink in and allow our brains both to go over each and every possible things either one of us saw. I wanted Echo's thoughts and opinions but I also wanted to know the answer to the question I was about to ask so that way, I could help Echo with the path he wanted and thus, we could begin this process.

"I guess my question to you now is, which path do you want to take, Echo."

@[Echo]