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12-21-2013, 05:06 PM
The cold wind lifted the form of the gray mare higher into the sky, as she shut her eyes, inhaling the frigid air. Wing beats were slow and gradual as she shifted within the air, feeling true liberty and freedom. Her son was in good hands, with someone who was much more motherly than the fiery lass. Storm wasn't meant for mother hood, she was a fighter, and someone that demanded freedom. A breeze ruffled her mane once more as she finally sunk back down into the realms of the forest.
Scanning the area with bird's eye view, she saw a space within the tree's canopy, letting her gain access to the ground below. It was eerily quiet except for the anguished moan of someone. Not the type of mare to jump up immediately and freak out about it, Storm slowly and cautiously approached. There stood a cremello mare, a pegasus such as herself with a pained expression upon her face. Stamped onto her shoulder was a blue snow flake. How odd. With a kind expression, Storm's bold vocals echoed out into the surrounding trees.
"Hello...? Is everything alright?" Not a shy voice, no not at all. The lass felt sympathy, and wished to aid the mare in despair. Yes, she knew what it felt like, yet no one was there to help her.
Scanning the area with bird's eye view, she saw a space within the tree's canopy, letting her gain access to the ground below. It was eerily quiet except for the anguished moan of someone. Not the type of mare to jump up immediately and freak out about it, Storm slowly and cautiously approached. There stood a cremello mare, a pegasus such as herself with a pained expression upon her face. Stamped onto her shoulder was a blue snow flake. How odd. With a kind expression, Storm's bold vocals echoed out into the surrounding trees.
"Hello...? Is everything alright?" Not a shy voice, no not at all. The lass felt sympathy, and wished to aid the mare in despair. Yes, she knew what it felt like, yet no one was there to help her.
