Cheveyo eyed the golden mare warily as the smaller girl shuffled around the large stallion. It was odd to see Alleo with a mare, especially a pretty one that seemed interested in him. Inwardly the mare let loose an easy chuckle at the thought of Alleo and this pretty gold girl hitting it off and being some kind of an item. As if. The two toned stallion was too hard of a worker, he threw his whole heart into his work and the painted mare didn't think that there would be any room for anything else in his life. But she could always be wrong.
"You're right. But the Constrictor was also strong and from the rumors I've heard she was taken by the darkness. From what I've heard there are many strong warriors that have fallen." Rolling her shoulders slowly the mare fought to keep the look of the deep sadness she had been feeling from reaching the nearly stone-like expression she trained so hard to be able to have even in the toughest of times. The Constrictor was down, no longer a living being...she was one of those half rotten creatures that were ransacking their homes as they huddled under the Earth like a colony of rabbits. Clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth in the lady warrior's typical nervous tick she noticed the stallion's eyes had drifted once more to the entrance. It was almost as if he was waiting for something bad to happen, one of those creatures to break through their safe haven and take them all down at once, offering him a soft smile the mare took a small step closer to the two toned stallion, feeling even smaller than she already had at a closer range. "Don't worry. There are enough of us here to fight." She wasn't going to tell him everything was going to be alright. There was no use in lying to the beast, things were obviously not alright. If they were, the entirety of Helovia wouldn't be where they are now.
"Did you see anyone else on your way here?" The stallion spoke once more, his voice sounding almost hopeful, but not quite there as the little gold mare shifted about by his side again. Her harks pinned on to the conversing pair as if she was taking in all of the information she possibly could. Sending a quick smile in the direction of the silent mare, Cheveyo decided that she did like this odd silent creature, she was quite observation...she only wished she could get her to talk about her opinion on this whole wraith thing. Looking back to the large stallion she shook her skull softly, she hadn't seen anyone that wasn't half rotten and smelling like death. A sad light flickered softly in the back of the mare's flower hued orbs, there was no one out there to save, if there was she sure as hell wouldn't be standing in here chit-chatting with old friends.
Snorting softly the mare's harks swiveled forward in an effort to lighten the appearance on her ivory facade. As her apologetic greeting rang clearly into the air around them, overpowering the soft murmuring that could be heard from the wide open clearing just down the tunnels from them. Expecting to get a vocal greeting from the gold mare herself she was surprised when Alleo's deep vocals rang out once again. "Her name is Rasta of what was the Dragon's Throat. She is mute until Tallsun." Surprise flashed across the mare's features before she had a chance to hold back the emotion. The gold mare was a mute? That explained the reasoning behind the plain observatiness that she was showing. Lowering her skull slightly the lady warrior nodded in understanding. "What is it you are questing for?" She spoke directly to the golden mare, knowing that if she weren't able to speak she would still want others to treat her like a normal creature. Flicking her flaxen tail against her splashed barrel the lady warrior almost felt bad for assuming it was a quest from the gods that the gold mare was on, but what else would cause one to lose their voice for such a long time?



"Speech"
Tag;; @[Alleo]
Words;; Seven Hundred and Forty Eight
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