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04-15-2014, 06:41 PM
E L S A
Pottery and ventriloquy, candle making..
Interjected between work and bonding was recruiting. Ever since she had been able to corral the unicorn, what was his name again? Fraub maybe?, back to the Falls, she had found a rekindled sense of purpose. Not to mention, the foliage and scenery in the Threshold was just as nice as in the Falls. The towering trees and lush foliage provided much shade from the growing heat of Birdsong. It was only a matter of time before humidity and heat crippled and burned her skin in the harsh rays of summer.
Elsa meandered along, picking at the occasional bush or piece of foliage. A little tune was stuck in her head as she hummed merrily along, thinking of the future ahead of her. A mundane thought really, but it was one that plagued her nonetheless. Would she be a mother? Would she find true love? Would she see her sister again? All of these thoughts were bumbling around in her head like a pinball machine, and the only thing keeping her from thinking about it was this song. It had a haunting melody, and glided mysteriously though in a sharp key before whimsically diving back down again. It reminded her much of an underwater palace, a place that is filled with mysterious mermen and women.
That was when a call pulled her from her day-dreaming. It sounded eager, yet had a restrained undertone. It was indeed very curious. Elsa picked up a little pace, and in a few moments she was right near a palomino mare. Equine no doubt, unless she had some invisible horns or wings. That'd be freaking crazy. Elsa offered a small nod, and a smile to the shorter mare. "Hello there. I'm Elsa. Are you looking for a home?" She inquired, getting straight to the point. Generally, the people who came through the threshold were looking for a home, so she was safe to assume that right?
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- Any force can be used against Elsa.
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