Zünden

Blue feather twirled around the filly's mouth in aggravation. She longed to not have to carry this damn thing around anymore, but it meant to much to part with. She sighed softly, mentally batting thoughts of her dead father away. She knew the Basin had crafters and she assumed the other herds did as well. Zunden did not want cloth to hold her precious feather. No. She wanted something much stronger. Unaware of the elements the other families held, but hoped they had stronger crafts. She pressed on taking her time as she moved over the land she had been born into. The storm filly had been careful to stay well away from the Hidden Falls; avoiding her mother at all costs. She did not care to be around her or her family. She also knew the Falls and the Basin were not on good terms, so running into them might have been bad.

Strong slightly feathered legs pushed her forward, searching for the Desert she knew lay in the south. The trees were thinning, slowly giving away to golden sand and scrub. A rock seemed to jump up out of nowhere and grab her leg. Alabaster teeth slammed shut; instantly snapping off the quill. Her jaw and fore legs seemed to slam into the ground at the same time. Pain erupted through her seeming to thrust the cures from her sore mouth. Angrily the filly rose slowly, painfully to her hooves. Gold and green eyes scanned the ground. Grunting as she saw the blood she carefully inspected the wounds on her legs. Scarlet blood trickled lazily down her scuffed up knees, and she assumed her jaw.

Anger bubbled with the young girl's heart. "Fucking rocks..." She grumbled before leaning down to pick up her, now shorter, feather. How foolish she would look when a Dragon Throat's member came to see what she wanted, covered in blood. Shaking her dual horned head she moved on glaring at the rock as she passed. making sure to watch were she was walking, now, the time seemed to fly by.

She came to the sea and squinted searching for something else. Faintly she could see a golden island floating on the waving water. 'Hmmm, now what?' Thinking quickly she ducked her head and deposited the blue prize between strong blood covered legs. Pulling her strong young body up to her full height she called out. She wasn't sure how the nonflying members of this heard moved about, but surely there was some way? Snorting her disdain for this stupid hot island she allowed her eyes to roam upward. Zunden watched the evening clouds drift calmly over the slowly darkening sky. It wasn't quite dusk, but that was fast approaching. She enjoyed the diminishing heat not realizing until now, how much of a mess she must appear. Covered in sweat, blood, and dirt she waited silently for the welcome wagon. She was not scared nor concerned, confident with her place within this world.


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Tags: @Voodoo @[Bucephalus]
Notes: She is here to get her snake crafted and healed lol Of course anyone can join!
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