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Once the meeting broke up Parelia was careful to slip away, hopefully without being seen by the crazy ones. She snorted before glancing back at the fluffy white chick stride her bleeding back. "Hold on tight love we're going to get a good view of this place." She waited, but he did not respond besides cocking his head and clicking his beak in confusion. She sighed and couldn't help but be excited for the day they would be able to communicate easier. Instead she carefully unfurled her large cream and teal wings and pumped them a few times before Penna caught on and clutched tighter on her back. Flinching slightly at the renewed pain he caused she flapped her wings harder until she launched her slender painted body into the cold air. 'I wont be able to fly to long, for his sake.' The cremello mare thought as she rose above the clearing the herd had gathered in. Higher and higher she rose watching the ground spread before her slowly. She could easily pick out the edges of the land why the waterfalls here and there. Slowly she allowed the chilly wind to lead her like a tour guide around the twisted and broken land that had once been her home. Sighing softly she watched the ground searching for a good spot to lower her body to think. Honey orbs fell silently onto a small dotting of trees, and she circled it lowering herself every second searching for the perfect open spot. She smiled lightly as she noticed a pond next to the trees that was frozen solid. She aimed carefully taking in account of how slippery the ice would be under hoof. A foot above the ice the mare folded her beloved wings; as she landed she heard the ice crack softly, muted by the thin layer of snow the had blown onto it in patches. She stiffened extending her wings again ready to heavy herself, as well as the flightless chick on her back to safety. The gods were smiling down on her as the ice held under her feminine frame,. Letting out a breath she had not realized was being held she watched the vapor from her muzzle float away from her. "Speach"’Thoughts’ Words: 375 OOC:; She isn't all that happy about being here right now so she is kind of off. Anyone is welcome! @[Ciceron] |
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Please tag Parelia! Attack at anytime
