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[OPEN] Where We Belong [Phaedra]

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Deceased atk: 5.5 | def: 9.0 | dam: 4.5
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 16.2 hh :: 10 (ages in Orangemoon) HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE
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There is something behind the throne
Quilyan
greater than the king himself.

There is very little in this life that is capable of making the prince angry. Today, however, he is livid.

Zarina cautions him, but he does his best to block her out as he flies through troubled skies. You are being hasty, she insists, and he shakes his head, ensuring that her mind is occupied by maintaining her precarious seat rather than scolding him. He flies quickly, streaking beneath full, grey clouds. He would have continued, had it not been for the lightning - but when a streak of electricity flickered through the clouds above his head, singing his tail as he whipped by, he decided that it might be more prudent to continue his search on the ground. His companion agreed. Emphatically.

How dare that mare try and harm his mate? And then, to have the gall to return to her and try and take something of hers? Much less something that he had given her? Had they been in Th'orqui, the entirety of the Guard would have been ordered to hunt her down and bring her back (dead or alive), but here, he can only rely on himself. In a perfect world, he would realize that his anger only blinds him, that he does himself no favors by seeking out Phaedra when he is so tightly wound; but this is not a perfect world, and he is not a perfect stallion. And now, I'm stuck in a bloody storm.

Zarina quietly observes that the darkness of the clouds matches the darkness of his thoughts, though she has given up on talking sense to the stallion and thus keeps her opinion to herself. He is far too unsettled to care that he has offended his rather prissy companion. He will apologize later, once he comes to his senses. He begins to pace along the edge of the meadow, keeping to tree cover. He doesn't particularly like his location, but he would rather be among trees than out in the open in a thunderstorm. If he's lucky, maybe the mare will just fry herself trying to fly through lightning, and that will be the end of it. Unfortunately, he isn't a particularly lucky individual.

Where are you, Phaedra?

@[Phaedra]

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Messages In This Thread
Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Quilyan - 07-01-2014, 11:04 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Phaedra - 07-01-2014, 11:33 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Quilyan - 07-02-2014, 08:16 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Phaedra - 07-02-2014, 08:48 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Quilyan - 07-02-2014, 09:07 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Phaedra - 07-02-2014, 09:21 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Quilyan - 07-02-2014, 09:55 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Phaedra - 07-02-2014, 10:16 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Quilyan - 07-06-2014, 04:29 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Phaedra - 07-06-2014, 08:16 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Quilyan - 07-06-2014, 09:17 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Phaedra - 07-12-2014, 07:26 PM
RE: Where We Belong [Phaedra] - by Quilyan - 07-30-2014, 08:08 PM

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