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[OPEN] a fine meadow

Wilibald Posts: 44
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Stallion :: Equine :: 14.0 hh :: 8 years
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Their trip to the meadow that had been described was… quiet. Wilibald, despite feeling rather curious, was not sure he felt like knowing the answers. Surely, anything that he asked of this strange, horned companion of his would only deepen the unrest that was in his heart. He had found himself in an odd land - that was for sure! Every time they passed someone he didn’t know (which happened a couple times) he shied a little closer to Slaiter as though the larger stallion might protect him – but as soon as he realized what he was doing he would drift away again.

This fellow might be the only familiar face here but let’s not ignore the facts – this place was a nightmare and he hadn’t quite figured out whether or not Slaiter was a part of that nightmare or something to guide him through it.

Really, everything depending on whether or not this meadow was as wonderful as Wilibald had made it up in his mind to be. After the walk that he had today (and MORE now, what was this? No one walked this much!) he’d probably be satisfied with just about any old meadow.

Fortunately for the both of them, it was a pretty nice meadow.

Wilibald picked up his pace a little bit when the trees started to open up, his belly jiggling in a not-very-subtle manner with the quicker pace. He couldn’t keep the pace up for long, of course, he just wanted to reach the tree line where he then stopped and looked around at the snow-covered meadow. With a satisfied grunt, the chestnut pony waded into the snow without much grace, forging a bit of a path before looking towards his companion. “A fine meadow you’ve chosen, Slaiter son of Azombie. I thank you for bringing me here.” He nodded politely, feeling a little more at ease in a comfortable surrounding. As he looked around for a good spot to roll in the snow, he decided that maybe it wouldn't hurt to indulge in just a little bit of curiosity. “Does your family live in these lands?” Helovia, such an odd name for a land. But then, Wilibald had the sinking feeling in his stomach (underneath the hunger) that this entire place would be rather odd – the name would therefore be the least of his worries.



@[Slaiter]


Messages In This Thread
a fine meadow - by Wilibald - 03-31-2014, 12:54 PM
RE: a fine meadow - by Slaiter - 04-24-2014, 07:25 PM
RE: a fine meadow - by Wilibald - 05-21-2014, 07:58 PM
RE: a fine meadow - by Slaiter - 05-31-2014, 10:00 AM

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