From the Center of the Earth

[DROP] From the Center of the Earth

Ampere The Mother of Companions Posts: 719

Dragon's Throat Sultana atk: 9 | def: 11 | dam: 4.5

Mare :: Pegasus :: 14 hh :: 6 years HP: 73 | Buff: DANCE

Kygo :: Green Cheek Conure :: None Blu

10-08-2013, 12:40 AM

Feeling victorious after she had a mouthful of dead grasshoppers, a bellyful of water, and a leg...ful of mud, Ampere kicked back into the sky and in a few flaps had the Thistle Meadow at her back.

The act of flying back to the Heart after enjoying the cool atmosphere of the river took all the will power that Ampere had left. With every stroke of her wings she could feel the temperature increase. The wind blew hot across her face, as if a dragon were exhaling on her and she was so willing to fly into its molten mouth.
The sweat the bath had cleansed her off returned as if it had never left, matting her mane to her nape like moldy straw and leaving salt streaks across her coup like some malformed brindle.

She landed with great effort, huffing and puffing, grunting and groaning the whole time.
If she didn't convince this turtle to give her the orb so was going to kick him into the fiery pit, Sparta style. In fact she just might either way.

"PEER" she mumbled, spitting out the wad of grasshoppers. A few body parts clung to her tongue and she anxiously used a wing to scrape them off.
"Food!" she announced simply, a smile beaming across her lips, portions still freckled with legs or wings.

She stood for a moment, almost expectant before the turtle, but then recalled something else as her legs began to itch.
"And a home!" she cried out, stomping her legs and scraping her hooves along her limbs. The mud sloughed off with wet plops and left a cooling kiss along her skin, though it dried far too quickly in this hell. She was silent for a moment as she worked the clay-like matter into a rough circle. It was nothing like the nest of her foalhood, but she had never tried making one before to be honest.

"AND WAIT" she called out loudly and excitedly again, as if this were a timed event and her score depended on her ability to remember the three basic needs of every babe.
"I know where water is," she announced proudly, almost smug as she leaned back onto her haunches and eyed the turtle with blue passion.

A simple thing really, so why is it so hard? -- Thistle Meadow

Ampere's gift is:
- food in the form of dead grasshoppers
- a nest in the form of drying mud
- knowing where water is!

her face = :D :D :D

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