The Plains
Major battles may often take place in this land.
FLY HORIZON-BOUND. wardance, any. IP: 70.62.49.141 Posted on May 10, 2011 at 12:54:44 by ANLEIFR
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( with no star to light your way )
His eyes rove, having given all he could to Eiffel and watched her battle.
The next arena he pulls his eyes to makes him gulp. Wardance is face to face with a steely gray mare. The sight of the white and gray stallion facing off with a woman makes Anleifr wince. The poor teacha‘ man was going to have a few problems forgetting his chivalry for this fight, his student worries. His starry eyes are a little brighter for a few moments before he lets out a cry to the older competitor.
There were few instances where Anleifr would worry for the man, but then Anleifr was not even aware of the consequences of the loss. Would Wardance forever remain without his wings? Would he feel even worse than when he lost his challenge to the Chamber? Something inside the Deserts Heir burned hot at the thought of it. He wonders if he should have taken over this responsibility himself… if he should have disbanded his herd entirely to allow for Wardance to find some peace…
“Your throne and daughter are safe. Fight well, Wardance!” He smiles, a glance backwards revealing the very individual he spoke of.
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