The Wild Cascades

[OPEN] The Wild Cascades

Ghost the Cadaverous Posts: 219

Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 10.5 | dam: 5.5

Mare :: Hybrid :: 16hh :: 6 years HP: 67 | Buff: ENDURE

Fantôme :: Grey Wolf :: None imi

04-25-2014, 08:23 PM

Deception and perfection are wonderful traits
One will breed love, the other hate

The season was in full swing and the falls was flourishing in the new life of Birdsong. Everywhere animals nursed their young, the birds sang more often and the forage flourished greater in quantity. The land of cascades burst into life and left winters grip far behind, the heat of the sun warming the earth and the backs of horses. Brightly, the hot rays kissed the dark fur of Ghost who was taking a rare break from patrolling the skies to crop at the grass. In the vast land of grass and a more stagnant lifestyle of a herd, Ghost found she had more time to care for her own health and her eating habits had become much better. Thus, she now sported a well toned, well fed body and her coat shone in good condition. Birdsong agreed with Ghost even if it did clash with her personality some what, but perhaps surprisingly the mare preferred the warmer months. Just like she had a soft area for the beach. Even the stone faced sprite had things she simply loved about life, not that she would ever let on however.

The grass filled her mouth and sated her hunger as she looked about her surroundings. The place she lived in was the grandest place she had ever laid eyes on, though appearances didn't really matter to Ghost, she could admit it was like living in a palace. She would return to patrol after her lunch, there was nothing else much for her to do other than watch for the sordid enemy that had challenged Seele. It wasn't that Ghost was particularly angry about it, nor would she have really cared much if Seele had succumbed to her injuries, it wasn't good willed loyalty that made Ghost follow the Necromancer either. Simply, she needed to belong, to be needed; to be useful. At the moment, she was useful to Seele and that was enough. For her first two youthful years there had been no one who had needed her. A purposeless life was a dead one in Ghost's eyes. She sought never to feel like that again.

Letting out a soft snort she chewed the last bit of grass before looking upwards towards the sky, contemplating where she should patrol next or whether it would be a good idea to venture outside the borders for a few hours.

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@[Rohesia] + Open :D

Let the heat of the sun
Reignite your memory
Because if we just turn and run
Let them fire the gun

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The Wild Cascades - by Ghost - 04-25-2014, 08:23 PM

RE: The Wild Cascades - by Rohesia - 04-26-2014, 07:02 AM

RE: The Wild Cascades - by Ghost - 05-14-2014, 11:05 AM

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