From the Center of the Earth

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[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

10-21-2013, 11:54 PM

The turtle gifts the orb to the unicorn.

Ampere's features crumble in an instant. The heat suddenly seems overwhelming and she sways, her wings drifting out to steady her.
She doesn't understand... she did everything the turtle asked, and first even. She provided for the animal all its basic needs - the rest it could learn as it aged. Play? When it hunted it would play, as all predators do, of which the grasshoppers were surely better suited. How would the small, pecking beak she saw on the griffon's face be able to rip apart those fish? Perhaps a different kind of gryphon could manage, but this one resembled more of a song bird.

If Ampere knew one thing it was her birds.

She snorted derisively, casting a loathing glare to all the parties involved. She had played by the rules this time and still lost the creature to the grips of selfish enslavement. If she had more strength left in her she'd harangue the unicorn and take the egg for herself here and now. The combination of the dizzying heat and her emotional rejection however had her unable to do anything more but stretch out her wings and gently stroke the air.

"A mistake," she murmured softly to no one in particular.
The blue and black girl turned away, the dried grasses of the place beginning to spark as her emotions spilled over into her magic, destructive and chaotic as it consumed the surrounding plant matter. She moved into a swift lope to gain speed, her feathered limbs beating up and down in a rising temp until finally her hooves lifted from the ground. They kicked briefly at the air as her muscles continued her stride, then tucked up closer to her body as the wind stole her higher. The electric storm in her wake, scattered around the Heart, merged into one mass of ebbing, blue energy. It shaped itself into a griffin, flying up to twist around Ampere briefly before fizzling out in the sky as tears sparkled off her cheeks.

What do turtles know anyway her heart whispered to keep itself from breaking.
Whenever it threatened to shatter she filled the cracks with a hardening hate.

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