A beautiful day || Death. Open.

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A beautiful day || Death. Open.

Aryel Posts: 229

Dragon's Throat Soldier

Mare :: Pegasus :: 14.4 :: 4

FennecFyre

#12

02-12-2013, 04:22 PM

As Azzuen's body began to catch fire, Aryel took a startled step backwards. At first, she thought somebody in the mournful gathering was cremating him, but one look at the light streaming down from the clouds made her realize something else was happening. She watched, silent, as a large zephyr bird flew down to hover above his body, a teardrop from that same bird igniting the dead stallion's body into a beautiful inferno of orange and blue. Awe managed to creep it's way across her expression as she marveled at the sight, at colors richer and deeper than she had ever imagined.

She snorted in alarm as the shockwave pushed her back a few inches, but stayed where she was, watching as the bird approached Cirrus, weaving a feather into her mane and onto the spear that sat embedded in the ground nearby. Just when she thought the display was over, the wind whipped up again, surrounding her in an aura of power that lifted the filly off the ground, then moving to dance between everyone else, leaving her with an odd hum in her veins. Azzuen's final goodbye. As the wind died down, she bit back a sob and lifted her wing joint to her forehead, primaries slightly extended over her head in a pegasus salute. The anger at being left with danger looming on the horizon still remained, but now there was a sense of closure. The herd would live on, even though their General did not.

Respects paid to Azzuen, she lifted her head to scrutinize the clouds. Since coming here, she had been somewhat skeptical as to the Gods' caring about the mortals, but today had planted a seed of respect in her. She gave a small nod to the air.

Maybe they did care.

Walk walk walk walk.
"Talk talk talk talk."