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[OPEN] what's an orphan to do?

Cerin Posts: 45
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Stallion :: Equine :: 17 Hands :: Three (Orangemoon) HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE
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Scarecrow

He knows he had been spotted when he hears another set of hooves grinding into the sand of the beach. His eyes flicker up for a moment, only to catch a glimpse of the filly who was approaching. As quickly as he looked up, his eyes turned back to the sand. How could he look a girl in the face when he was in such a state of weakness? He was pathetic, and a low-life. Cerin half expected her to laugh, but all the fillies he had met lately actually seemed to generally care. Maybe she would be the same. It just stinks that none of them would ever find out who he was, or his story. Instead, he has to live in a state of his own mind, doomed to listen to others and not speak.

His ears flickered atop his head, finally leaving the position that they always seemed to be in; glued to his head. It was weird, finally having to listen again. His ears felt tired and strained just by moving, even if only slightly. She seemed generally worried, so he decided she at least deserved a little respect. He pulled his face away from the sand. Small grains clung to his face, but mostly blending in with his natural color. The rest of his body slowly followed suit, and soon he was standing on his feet. He was wobbling, but standing. The pendant too, swung woefully against his chest, it's dreary figure was the definition of him.

His green eyes brightened a little, to show her that she had his attention. This filly was unlike the others he had met, she had wings, Sikeax had horns, and that other filly from the threshold looked like him. It was really odd, all these things. He looked to the ocean then, wondering if he took a plunge would he meet finned mer-horses. Yet, he looked back to the filly, realizing he had not answered her question. He simply nodded, his head bobbing and a few more grains of sand falling away from his face. As if to signal his name, again, he nosed the small figure upon his chest. She could call him something at least if she had something to identify him by.

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Messages In This Thread
what's an orphan to do? - by Cerin - 12-09-2014, 02:30 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Spice - 12-09-2014, 08:50 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Cerin - 12-12-2014, 12:12 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Spice - 12-14-2014, 05:05 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Cerin - 12-17-2014, 01:45 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Spice - 12-19-2014, 08:39 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Cerin - 12-25-2014, 09:58 AM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Spice - 12-25-2014, 10:23 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Cerin - 12-26-2014, 08:36 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Spice - 01-17-2015, 07:25 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Cerin - 02-01-2015, 08:38 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Spice - 02-07-2015, 11:20 PM
RE: what's an orphan to do? - by Cerin - 02-15-2015, 12:46 PM

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