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04-01-2013, 02:46 PM
 A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable
but more useful than a life spent doing nothing He walks on quick hooves, desperately trying to find someone. There is always something wrong with Casimir, and there will always be. He finds to find his brother, any one of them. His trips over something, a twig maybe, and falls face first into hard ground, feeling his cranium rattling back and forth like he was a bobble head. He makes himself get up despite the pain, and continues on with purpose to find one of his brothers. As he moves North, he feels the temperature raise, and he begins to sweat, making his black legs turn darker and his white body a light grey. Small hole in his eye detects something bright, and he watches as fire dances around it. Where was he? He hadn’t known there was any place around here with fire, except for the Veins of the Gods. More fire as he looks around. But wait; there is something in the distance. No, not something, someone…lots of some ones. He moved with feet barely touching on each step, feeling he would burn himself it he touched the ground for too long. He managed to make it after a while of awkwardly “hopping” over. There, he found who he was looking for. There was a mare with hair as light as the fires around him, and he noticed her first. Then there was a paint of some sort, standing near by where his brother was. There were two dragons that accompanied them, which was interesting to the white’s mind. They were talking, but the draft couldn’t wait for this. He had to tell Evers now. He rushed up to his side, yelling his name. “Evers! Evers! Please, help me! Something terrible has happened to Kipp. He’s all…well crazy! I don’t know why, but it’s just awful.” He looked at the others then, and suddenly got shy, and hid behind his older brother. He gave them a sheepish smile, trying to show that he wasn’t trying to be rude, but he didn’t offer his name. He wasn’t good at this social stuff, so it was best for him to let Evers do the talking. OCC: Casimir popping in to help his big brother, and tell him about Kipp. walk walk walk "Talk talk talk". |
