[ORP] Pinging (Pony Class)

[Ravvlet]

Something crashed down and landed in the middle of the clearing in a cloud of rainbow-hued feathers.

After a few moments, it sat up, sputtering. "IT IS I, TORGUS."

Hack. Hack. Wheeze.

"Er, that is, PRESENT!"  

[keiifuu]

Senga couldn't believe he was here.

But he was.

And not because of Thera.

He was attracted by the very angry foxfire at her feet. Fluffy things were his downfall after all. Even baby horsemen had them. Fluffing his wings in mild aggravation, he landed lightly and stared at Thera, considering the amount of damage he would receive to certain sensitive parts of his body if he were to refuse the call.

Deciding that saying nothing was better than saying anything at all and getting a lashing from it, he sent a withering look sideways at Torgus's loud antics that said something along the lines of please stop existing.  

[medigel]

A surprisingly friendly thump resounded at both War horsemen's backs. "Aye, and three it makes," Shik said by way of greeting, looking more good humored than he had in a while. Maybe he'd get through the day with only cursing a few times!

"Is this the celebratory pow wow then? We need one."

[ and awful phone posts are begun ]  

[keiifuu]

"Celebratory pow wow for what?" Senga responded dryly, thumping Shikoba with one wing. Despite his wry commentary, the gesture itself was warm and friendly in a way perhaps only understood by those of War itself.

"What has put you in such a good mood for once?"  

[mare]

[I has permission from Vamps to crash this party!]

He wasn’t sure why the skinny boil had yelled at him to get to the course, but the creature had sounded angry, and practically carried him by the scruff of his neck all the way to the clearing, before shoving him inside.

Efflo stood there awkwardly, suddenly in the middle of a group of beings he didn’t know, that all had strange wings and attire, and the one sitting on the stump had a terrifying look on her face. His tail swished nervously, and he took a step backward, flattening his ears against his head.

“Uh… I don’t think… I’m in the right class…”  

[Sosiqui]

War was the second-best Clan, and the second-most-interesting. This reason and this reason alone was why Manyara was present. The Famine scavenger skulked into the clearing, for once looking more interested than sullen. Perhaps this Thera would show them the way the Clans should be behaving right now, and declare War on Halloween and more specifically on those who thought their foolish law applied to the Clans.

Finger crossed.

Someone nearby... stank. Like rot. Like undead. Manyara turned and glared at the stranger. Definitely not of the Clans. "This is not yours," she snarled, showing her teeth.

sammpai

grrrrr

 

[mare]

One of the horsemen snarled at him, and Efflo put his hands up in a defeated sort of gesture. He was more than willing to agree with her, quite ready and willing to let them have… Whatever this was. Dealing with their type hadn’t gone well for him so far, and he was in no hurry to get punctured by arrows again.

Yet, despite that, the sitting one spoke, and the boil bristled, ignoring the foxfire yapping at his feet. Its yips and barks joined in with his. “I’m not weak! Or small! I am a perfectly regular sized horse!”

iStoleYurVamps

Sosiqui

 

[Sosiqui]

For a moment, Manyara pondered physically throwing the interloper out - however, that would doubtless end with her getting thrown out as well, and she wanted to learn the ways of War. So she slipped into a crouch, but kept her eye on the interloper just in case...

sammpai

 

[mare]

She was giving him an out, a chance to leave. Efflo knew he should take it, the atmosphere of the horsemen was not kind to him, and the feisty minipet seemed to be the only one not ready to throw him out. But the sitting horsewoman hit all the right buttons with her challenge, her words only incensing him further.

“I don’t want to be a horseman,” he spat, narrowing his eyes as he took a seat on the ground, wondering just how much he was going to regret this. “But I’ll show you what a real horse can do.”

Just for good measure, though, he gathered the foxfire into his arms, giving it a pet. They wouldn't dare hurt him when he had the foxfire, right?

iStoleYurVamps

Sosiqui

 

[keiifuu]

"You mean a dead one?" Senga deadpanned from where he'd perched nearby after greeting Nergui, still close enough to Shikoba that he felt well within his comfort zone. He wasn't necessarily affected by the student intruding on them the way others seemed to be. Senga might have been somewhat of a silent creature, but even he saw the potential entertainment value of keeping Efflo around.

Snorting, he raised his eyes to the foxfire, as though it were more vicious than Efflo could ever dream to be. Well at least they had an opponent for him, if the situation called for it.

sammpai

 

[AyeAvast]

While maybe it wasn't the awesome party he'd been hoping for, Thrain was not one to shirk a large gathering. Even if class seemed a bit... Childish, at worst. An odd learning experience, at best, which was what he was hoping for above all else. At least he was able to find the place this time around! That was a mega plus!!
And even better! Nergui was here! A large hand rose to wave at her, but turned into a partially clenched fist half way through.
"Ah! Well met friend-- WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR... EVERYTHING???" Normally shouting was outside of Thrain's comfort zone. Usually his friend didn't look so awful.
With a very large pout the Guardian sat down next to Nergui and gave her a very bad look. It was a look that told her if she got in trouble again and did not ask for his help he would pout at her for the rest of forever. Also maybe he was just really worried since she looked like she had come out on the loosing side of a battle. Actually, it kind of looked like she had taken all the losses for at least five fights.
..Wait was that a fluffy thing next to her??

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