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07-10-2014, 11:39 PM
ALIJA
Alija stood silently feeling terrible about walking in on such a private matter. She jumped as a third stranger walked into the meeting. He smelled very odd and had a weird slur to his words, which put the purple mare on edge. A shiver of unease quivered up her broad back. She was not welcome here, but maybe she could make emends for it. She had heard the mare say something about the Throat so she was inclined to think she was a herd-mate, but now was not the time to ask. Smiling in an almost guilty way she watched the three before an odd hateful expression crossed the golden mare's face. The purple maiden's smile slowly faded from her girly features as an odd feeling started within her body. Her heart started to pick up it's pace like a child trying to work a toy from a space it shouldn't have been and becoming more and more agitated until it was pounding. Her muscles all seemed to seize at once pulling her body to the ground with a mighty thump. The air gushed from her lunges, and she couldn't seem to get it back. A sudden and wild thought appeared, 'So this is what a fish feels like when it is scooped from the water.' She would have laughed at the stupidity of her thought but air was in very short supply. Gasping she struggled against whatever odds were at work here. Her muscles rolled in painful spasms making her body move in strange writhing ways. Steel blue eyes shifted painfully from face to face pleading for help as she gasped her mouth opening wide in an attempt to breath. If only she could reach into her pouch and pull out a herb to help her, but every time she struggled to reach into them a spasm drew her thick neck away leaving. She was sure she would die here, she thought she saw a white dragon and a black any tailed fox, but she marked it to hallucination from the lack of oxygen. The strangest emotion was pouring through her soul as steel eyes found the mare; sorrow. She was sad that she had brought this upon herself by intruding on these two. How would she ever make it up to the golden and silver horses. The sadness was clear on her face, around the pain that is, as she stared up at the faces around her. "Speech 'Wonderings' Words: 409 OOC: @[Lace] @[Tandavi] @[Rostislav] @[Amaris] The soul is healed by being with children |
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Please tag Alija! All magic and physical force is acceptable to any degree besides killing her.
