The vortex started to spin again, the light within it changing from a simple glow to a steady beat. A few seconds later, a brown and green and white ahzenai emerged. Solen marched in step with the light from the vortex, his head and tail high and proud, as if he was on parade. He continued marching through the crowd of suitors who awaited him below. If they were so rude as to get in his way, he firmly stepped over them or pushed them aside. He didn't stop, hesitate, or wait, he simply marched on until he reached Valcyon. Then he stopped, standing still. "Sergeant Solen reporting for duty, Valcyon SIR!" he shouted as a good soldier should, sitting down to he could salute Valcyon.
"Excellent, Sergeant Solen," Valcyon replied, getting into the soldierly spirit. "I have your marching orders. You are to report to your new captain at once. Now," he took a deep breath, and shouted like a drill sargeant: "ABOUT FACE! FORWARD MARCH!"
Solen saluted Valcyon once more, and promptly obeyed orders until he had marched himself back to the group of suitors.
There he sat down again, saluted no one in particular, and said, "Sergeant Solen reporting for duty, Captain-" he paused, and looked around at all the faces as if seeing them for the first time. "Captain?" He asked, sounding a little nervous. Which one of these was his captain? "CAPTAIN?!?" he shouted again, looking about frantically and sounding nervous.
Created by Onyxwings, Written by Nimaine.
Username:
SatiraAssassin
Ahzenai you're wooing:
Solen
Woo:
Stepping out of the crowd, Grenadier smirked proudly. "At ease, soldier," he said, the Captain rank on his collar shining. "The name is Grenadier. Ironically, I am a Captain in the United States Air Force Canine Soldier program. And you're in luck, we're recruiting," he gave a toothy grin. "My handler is a Lieutenant Colonel and is here as well, she's resting over by the lake," he motioned with his muzzle to a tall woman with short-cropped brown hair in jeans and a camo bikini top resting near the water's edge, her long legs stretched out and her eyes closed. "She commands our battalion. We're currently 320 teams strong, a team consisting of a handler and their dog. So all in all we have 641 soldiers operating under mine and my handler's jurisdiction. My handler's SIC, or 'second-in-command' just lost his German Shepherd in Iraq and very nearly his own life because of a roadside bomb. After 8 months recovering from his injuries, he's ready to come back to the force. He himself is named John and is a First Lieutenant of the United States Air Force. He was unable to come with us as he's making another quick run through of basic training to restrengthen his body, and he's very excited to find a new partner. I'm sure you'd be perfect for him, and you'd love your job."
The border collie mix turned to look in the direction of the lake. "I must return to my handler, we'll be going running soon. I'll come back here afterwards to await yor decision. Oh, and my handler's name is Lt Col Amethyst Barr," Grenadier smiled. "If it is your choice, then I will look forward to having you on our team." Grenadier straightened and saluted back at Solen, then turned and casually walked over to his handler and sat beside her, Amethyst reaching up and scratching him behind the ears.
((Just FYI, this is part of a RP I'll be creating and if I get him I'd like to use Solen in it, with your permission. Credit will be given, of course!~))
