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01-25-2014, 03:48 PM
It had been a few days since the frigid fight with the creme mare, Elsa. But now something had allured the stormy warrior to arrive upon lands well known, only to stumble upon a hole. There had been a strange notion bugging her for the past events, but the arrogant mare paid no heed. After some time exploring, she had come upon a small hole in the ground that was never spotted before by murky orbs. "What on earth?" A blunt voice muttered few words as Storm peered down below.
Mingling smells of other horses arrived to her nostrils, but she couldn't comprehend why anyone would choose to live underground. It was because Storm didn't know that infected horses were wandering Helovia: The wraiths. Having no knowledge, she managed to stumble upon the sanctuary, having no where to go, rejected once by Smoke from the World's Edge. Snorting with defiance, the haughty woman decided at once to enter into the enveloping darkness, everything pitch black except a faint glow at the end of some tunnels.
There were the shifting movements of live horses all around, the soft voices floating throughout the air. What?! Looking around, the woman was struck with desperate curiosity, yearning to know why everyone huddled around in this constricting space. Shuffling her gray wings, a light nicker erupted from her throat, beckoning someone to assist her at the moment.
Mingling smells of other horses arrived to her nostrils, but she couldn't comprehend why anyone would choose to live underground. It was because Storm didn't know that infected horses were wandering Helovia: The wraiths. Having no knowledge, she managed to stumble upon the sanctuary, having no where to go, rejected once by Smoke from the World's Edge. Snorting with defiance, the haughty woman decided at once to enter into the enveloping darkness, everything pitch black except a faint glow at the end of some tunnels.
There were the shifting movements of live horses all around, the soft voices floating throughout the air. What?! Looking around, the woman was struck with desperate curiosity, yearning to know why everyone huddled around in this constricting space. Shuffling her gray wings, a light nicker erupted from her throat, beckoning someone to assist her at the moment.
