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03-10-2014, 01:11 PM
"Why here?" "Because." The orange mare said in response to her dragon's question. "There are always newcomers stumbling into Helovia and with the Edge regrouping we should do our part to help." The dragon huffed at the response and Evangeline could feel his dislike of the Threshold. Their first time through he hadn't been so adamant about not liking the forest but after their run-in with the pegasus that had condemned their bond he'd developed a disliking of the forest. It didn't matter how she told him that it could have happened anywhere the Threshold had been blacklisted by him and it wasn't going to change anytime soon. "Stupid. Its dark." he retorted moments later and Evangeline sighed. "Why don't you go scout ahead and see if you can find anyone." She suggested. The dragon, naturally, was reluctant to fly ahead. "Go." The sternness in her voice made the dragon do as his bonded asked, but not without letting Evangeline know that he was not happy with leaving her behind and going out on his own. "I'll be fine." She insisted as the orange dragon disappeared into the forest. For several minutes it was quiet without Tallis to complain and express his dislike of the forest. He was always there in her mind, though. She could feel him but it wasn't as strong as it was when he was right there with her. "...uske." Orange ears tilted forward at the faint pull of Tallis' voice. "...Uske!" "What?" She finally asked. Tallis began to chirp and trill loudly, which made Evangeline move quickly in the direction that he had flown off in. With each step she took his calls became louder and she began to move faster until she came upon two horned stallions. The mare immediately skidded to a stop, green eyes wide and searching for her companion who swooped down toward the brown and white stallion to draw her attention to him. "...Ruske?" His name came out in a gasp and she stared even as Tallis landed roughly on her back. "Other." he hissed, tugging mentally at her until she turned to look at the other stallion. "...hello." She breathed before turning back to Ruske. Was he really there or was she imagining him? And if he really was there then could Roanne still be alive and well? |
