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12-27-2012, 04:50 PM
| ||Action||Speech|| Abraxas flicked his ear, shooing away a small irritant in his sleep, and sighed. He was in his happy place again; a warm dark comforting forest rather then the dank swamp he grew up in. He remembers it fondly almost as if he had been there before, which of course would be silly he's supposedly always been within the confines of the marsh. The forest wasn't the only thing he was dreaming of either. In his dreamland he had the parents he always wanted; a kind loving mother who dotted over his every move and a strong powerful father who could do away with anyone or anything that threatened him. Together with them he was trotting, going someplace he wasn't sure where, but his father knew the way. A shrill whinny resounded in the distance, causing Abraxas to pause. What was that? The colt glanced around yet there was nothing anymore. A nicker, well the air movement caused by it, jolted the colt awake. Jerking his head upwards he rolled onto his belly, green eyes wide with alarm. Just when had he fallen asleep? Blinking he found himself looking at two long black legs, raising his head up past the chest Abraxas soon found himself looking into a pair of blue eyes. They reminded him of the ocean, and it scared him. Flinching as the mare stomped the gangly yearling hesitated a moment before replying to the first question, "N-no." He stumbled to his hooves, as awkwardly as the day he had been born, as the unicorn backed up. Ears drooping to the side in embarrassment he gulped and spoke again, his previous surprised stutter gone. "Abraxas," he paused glancing around momentarily. "Where am I exactly?" |
