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[OPEN] Plastic Soldiers [Patrol]

Essetia Posts: 218
Outcast atk: 5.0 | def: 8 | dam: 6.0
Mare :: Equine :: 16.3HH :: 7 HP: 64.0 | Buff: NOVICE
Romul :: Arctic Wolf :: Confusion Linds
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A cool breeze carried the sounds of distant footfall down the path, but the young warrior did not think to seek out her fellow early morning riser. She and Romul were quite content to wander about in solitude, happy to breathe the winter air in safe and perfect bliss… It had been quite some time since she’d been allowed such luxury and even if she owed the pleasure to her own sense of duty, Essetia was thankful for the chance to unwind. However, Romul had other ideas when it came down to his own responsibilities and when the fair-haired wolf came bounding back into view, he appeared mildly distraught. Someone comes Ess. Wide, golden eyes peered distractedly behind in spite of the mare’s own gentle smile and calm demeanor. They’ll be no threat love… She murmured through the bond.

However, the canine was on edge and rightly so. When a painted stallion approached, the wolf padded ahead as if to form a barrier between woman and man. He was still unused to the concept of trusting others and had no problem expressing his wariness, especially when the stud came forth with so much intent. Neither Essetia nor Romul had seen winged animal before and each had a different way of dealing with his sudden blip on their radar. Essetia dipped her head in acknowledgement while Romul continued to gaze suspiciously at the newcomer whose wings were tipped in gold. But when he relayed that he had come with a message, the pair grew still out of mere curiosity. The mare pondered whether or not this was Oxy, the other Legatus in the falls… though she doubted it from the way her carried himself.

The stallion himself was a captivating animal who stood a few hands smaller than she… and yet Essetia was compelled to be on her best behavior before him. “Then do share my golden friend. Words like those worry a girl like me…” Was there a problem with her residing in the falls? Had her father heard of her return? Numerous possibilities turned about restlessly in her head but her face betrayed no emotion. Romul was the only one who could hear her anxiety lilting to and fro across the sea of confusion in her mind, but at least the chaos would be put to rest as soon as that message had passed his dark lips.
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Plastic Soldiers [Patrol] - by Essetia - 11-26-2014, 08:50 PM
RE: Plastic Soldiers [Patrol] - by Midas - 11-27-2014, 08:55 AM
RE: Plastic Soldiers [Patrol] - by Essetia - 11-27-2014, 04:56 PM
RE: Plastic Soldiers [Patrol] - by Midas - 11-28-2014, 11:02 AM
RE: Plastic Soldiers [Patrol] - by Essetia - 11-29-2014, 10:58 PM

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