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The silence was making me nervous, and as I got nervous so did my bonded. We stood there for a while, when suddenly Dezba squeaked forth a meow and I concentrated on our surroundings. The shadow of a bird appeared on the ground next to me and I couldn't do anything but stare at it. But as if that wasn't enough, I soon found that the Gods had not heard my plea. A peg was closing in to us and I took a step back, laying my ears close to my nape. The peg was dappled grey and had a slim built, yet the most outstanding about her was the fact that she only had one wing.
On the mare's other side, was a scar and a few feathers. Dezba growled quietly and I felt the vibrations through my body. Who was this one-winged peg? "Hello..." Melodic tones danced through the air and I almost stared at the peg. "Can I help you there?" Uh-uh. I took another step back and glanced up as the bird lowered itself to the grey mare. 'Companion,' was my only thought and I felt a wave of agreement from my desired. I cleared my throat and nervously flicked my left ear forth. "I.. I am here for my mate. He... He was sent here by Mirage." I said, but my voice was so low that I doubted that she had heard me at all. Both Dezba and I felt a cool breeze sweep by and I glanced down to see the wind playing with my black and white hair. My gaze wandered to the mare again and I observed her. She had a silvery mane, but a black tail with red highlights. She was shaped delicately, with a hint of strength behind the mask of a youngling. I guessed wildly that she was around half my age, even if she was taller. Her buttery-golden eyes gave it away. "Who are you? And I guess that you live here." I said, I didn't hesitate a bit this time. By her scent I already guessed she lived here, because she smelled like heat and sand - which only made sense. Dezba jumped down from my back - almost climbing down on my left, scarred side - and I felt one of her yet tiny claws bury itself into the old scar. I cringed and let out a heavy breath before I looked down at the jaguar. 'Be more careful, my desired,' My thought was soft but still had a slight harsh tune to it, and my companion flicked her ears back for a second. She apologized. My blue eyes wandered again to the mare and I looked at her. Would she perhaps help me find my mate? TAGS: @[Africa] WORDS: 463 OOC NOTES: - it takes courage to grow up and
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