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Frost Fyre Posts: 198
Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
Altair :: Common Cerndyr :: Starpast prissy
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10-20-2013, 10:44 AM

He had come out from his little glowing orb, the orb expanding to a great size, shaking in a violent manner. She had watched with such wide, shocked eyes as half her soul was taken to that creature just born. She had watched closely, her emerald eyes had been set on the crack in the now giant orb. A small, moist nose had stuck itself from the orb, the little nostrils flaring desperately, reaching for that first breath. She had watched as the body of the creature stumbled forward, splitting through the orb and slumping on the cold ground. The little thing gave an odd little whimper, and it had tumbled forward several times, attempting to stand. Once it was settled on its little pillars, it made several wobbly steps towards the maiden, who guided it to her. It nipped at her mane, eyes squinting. She had led it out of the cave she... they had been in.

They had drifted in the Basin since that morning, together side by side, the two who owned each other. The fae took it slowly, not wanting her soul to trip and fall. She smiles as the little thing takes a stop, its little legs wobbling still. It raises its big sliver eyes to her emerald eyes, looking at her, walking forward hurriedly before tripping over its own legs. It falls to the ground, a look of displeasure on the little ones face. Smiling, the fae walks forward, swinging her tail at the elks face. It blinks, nipping at it. She keeps her pace steady, dragging the calf with her. The little thing had an odd composure, its body mass that of an elk, while its head and legs are more that of a deer's. He was an adorable little thing, his eyes and ears far too big for his body. Those little, innocent eyes melted the roan's heart, even though she dried to hold it together, it fell apart when she saw the silver pools staring at her.

She peeled her attention from the little vessel, spotting something else. A small, dark figure moved, its body small and petite, a child. Moving forward, the fae walks to see who this child was. There were not many children in the Basin, not this young anyway, this one was still a drinker of it's dam's milk, the size of its body enough to tell. As the fae approached, she scanned the child over, taking note of all the details it held. Its body was covered in white hairs, just as hers, it was a roan with tufts silvery hair clumping at the top of its neck and at the end of its lions tail. She smiles at the child, watching as her vessel moves forward, reaching its little head towards the babe, curious nostrils flare to take in the scent. "Hello little child." She coos, a smile pressed to her lips. She lowers her head, only so the child didn't have to crane her neck to look at her.

"Speech."

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like a seed - by Lothíriel - 10-20-2013, 09:17 AM
RE: like a seed - by Frost Fyre - 10-20-2013, 10:44 AM
RE: like a seed - by Carnesîr - 10-20-2013, 11:22 AM

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