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05-07-2015, 03:40 AM
Cirrus the WindDancer
The cloud recalled the herd meeting with sharp clarity; Gaucho's deep yet simplistic tones announcing that the Edge herd was moving against the Falls, with the Basin backing them. There was no way they could lose, surely, not way any force imaginable could stand against them and think to win.
And yet…
It took a little while for her thoughts to catch up with her. Gaucho announced the Edge's plans at the meeting, but what was the outcome? Cirrus rememebered seeing Mauja accompanied by a small group of others attending the company of her Sultan - she had little idea what it was regarding, however. But she could imagine and dream, and hope and wish that the only one she wanted to know anything about was okay.
His dark caramel feather was swallowed mostly by the mess that was her mane, but the cloud knew it was there. It was an ever-present constant, a token of… she wasn't sure yet. Which was why she was flying north of her home when she was relieved of her most recent patrol. For.. Clarification? Or perhaps, confirmation?
Had her electric eyes been a constant image in his mind the same way his had been in hers these past weeks?
She reflected upon their chance meeting often enough, though she tried not to make a habit of it. Ever since the pale unicorn's words, she had done her best to take what she needed from an experience and then move on, continue living her life. Was that why she was heading towards the mountains? It wasn't the Heavenly Fields she was going to, not today, though she could see the seraphic meadows from her vantage point in the skies. The wind ever-filled her wings, the temperature was pleasant - the sun offered her warmth whilst the wind kept her dry and cool - it was a good enough reason for a journey, was it not?
It wasn't her reason. At least, not her only reason.
The mare landed, unknowingly close to the official borders of the land now known as the Hidden Falls. Deft little ears could hear the sound of moving water somewhere in the distance, so she surmised that she must be close. Rolling her shoulder in an imitation of a shrug, her tiara dropped to the ground as she lipped at the autumn grasses that grew, not really eating but needing some excuse to take a break before she carried on with her search.
For @[Kaj], but others are welcome to bust her ;D
And yet…
It took a little while for her thoughts to catch up with her. Gaucho announced the Edge's plans at the meeting, but what was the outcome? Cirrus rememebered seeing Mauja accompanied by a small group of others attending the company of her Sultan - she had little idea what it was regarding, however. But she could imagine and dream, and hope and wish that the only one she wanted to know anything about was okay.
His dark caramel feather was swallowed mostly by the mess that was her mane, but the cloud knew it was there. It was an ever-present constant, a token of… she wasn't sure yet. Which was why she was flying north of her home when she was relieved of her most recent patrol. For.. Clarification? Or perhaps, confirmation?
Had her electric eyes been a constant image in his mind the same way his had been in hers these past weeks?
She reflected upon their chance meeting often enough, though she tried not to make a habit of it. Ever since the pale unicorn's words, she had done her best to take what she needed from an experience and then move on, continue living her life. Was that why she was heading towards the mountains? It wasn't the Heavenly Fields she was going to, not today, though she could see the seraphic meadows from her vantage point in the skies. The wind ever-filled her wings, the temperature was pleasant - the sun offered her warmth whilst the wind kept her dry and cool - it was a good enough reason for a journey, was it not?
It wasn't her reason. At least, not her only reason.
The mare landed, unknowingly close to the official borders of the land now known as the Hidden Falls. Deft little ears could hear the sound of moving water somewhere in the distance, so she surmised that she must be close. Rolling her shoulder in an imitation of a shrug, her tiara dropped to the ground as she lipped at the autumn grasses that grew, not really eating but needing some excuse to take a break before she carried on with her search.
For @[Kaj], but others are welcome to bust her ;D
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