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01-26-2014, 12:41 PM
Elsa was still on a battle-high from when she had sparred with Storm. She had to give credit, the girl knew how to leave a mark. She limped a little as she walked towards the threshold. The bruise on her left shoulder was visible on her pale skin, the blue-ish purple mark was not only there, but in spots along her back as well where Storm tried to kick her to pieces in the air. She rotated her wings a little, stretching out the stiff muscles. She came across a couple droplets of blood on the ground, only noticeable because she had almost ingested the new crusty, rusty droplets. She followed them to a clearing... so cliche, and saw, not far off, a very cute looking unicorn. Well, not cute, but... different. She tilted her head, the long reams of white/blue hair falling across her shoulders in a billowy mess. He seemed to be trying for an apple. She walked over, laughing ever so slightly. He was so short compared to her, it was actually quite adorable. She had even forgot all about the blood spots she had followed here. He was munching on an apple, and she decided she wanted some too. Being a little more endowed, she gently lifted off the ground with her big wings on the opposite side of the tree, reaching a very delicious ripe apple at the top, she brought it down. As she landed, she moved around the tree to be more revealed to the unicorn. She noticed a laceration across his chest, and she knew he needed to refreshing crispness of apples more than she did. She folded her wings tight against her and carefully placed the apple on the ground and rolled it gently over to him, before quickly lifting her head in case he was a hostile creature. "Talking" Elsa |
