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Plants - the source of life, sustenance for them all. It makes good sense to take them onto the boat, so Nyx quickly sets about the task. Dominus prowls a short distance behind his bonded as she moves at a arched-necked canter, hooves pounding with determination as she follows Deodat. He is a unicorn of the Basin, apparently, and naturally the silver soldier had jumped at the chance to explore a new place when offered. The blood-bay leads and she follows; he seems to know his shit, and Nyx trusts his judgement. They arrive, and there is a touch of trepidation about the mare as she steps onto foreign soil. Technically she's trespassing, although she hopes the stallion beside her will assure any angry Basiners that she isn't here on a nefarious spy mission. Her pale gaze lands on three unicorns, using various techniques to collect plants. After a bit of mental prodding, Dominus sets about using his savagely hooked claws to burrow beneath a variety of plants, lips peeled back in concentration. Nyx, meanwhile, is focused on the three unicorns, shifting slightly awkwardly. "Hello!" she says, voice imbued with slightly nervous cheer. She looks to Deodat, hoping he'll make introductions before the iron woman finds herself on the wrong end of three pointy horns. |
Other characters have permission to use magic/violence against Nyx at any time.
