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| The fiery ball nestled high within the bowels of the indigo skies. Where its exquisite, god like fingers once ran through the Tallsun flora, now departed little by little from the Helovian soils. The winds and nights pressed on with a sudden chill that made everything living begin to wither. The dark bay stallion at the time watched in a patient gaze upon the Basin's tundra grasses as they began to tumble, blade by blade. His blackened hoof popped forward before falling upon a patch of withering life, his nose drooped down for a silent moment, sniffing the earth with a hard light pressing into his icy look. Between each hot breath, a rumble within his chest vibrated, before unveiling into a deep, unused voice. "It is time." His head departed from the ground before gazing about the Basin's midday stance. An eager mind made him purse his lips into a thin smile, and his strange eyes widen just the slightest. Where the patches of sunlight came through the woodland, the weaver would follow. He had taken this passageway through the bramble as an easy access like so many before him. "Just remember, we are here to collect weaving material, herbs as well." Farenjer added in with a 'of course' tone. He had asked Lena back a little while ago to have a party of unicorns come and collect what they needed for the Aurora festival. Though Farenjer wasn't as ecstatic as many of his fellow brethren (for he was scared of the thought of himself... dancing) He had always loved weaving, and what did make him excited was work. The banners and main tent were going to be large, they needed all the material they could collect, before frost could kiss the already crumbling plant life. "...Here we are...." He awkwardly spoke in a hushed voice, as he stepped within the tall grasses of a large clearing. Arranging himself to meet with the gaze of his fellow brethren that filed out of the passage. The stallion shuddered at the sudden icy breeze that brushed along the tall meadow. "Go as far as you want... Bring back all the cotton you can collect, please." (Collecting material for festival finally! Sorry it took so long to make! Also I know this first post really sucks, sorry just trying to get back into it.) ••MUSE: 364 •• TAGS: @[Rikyn] @[Lena] @[Esther] •• NOTES: •• |
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