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[PRIVATE] songs of lilting grace

Mordecai Posts: 77
Aurora Basin Mare atk: 5.5 | def: 9 | dam: 5
Mare :: Hybrid :: 16.1 :: 3 years HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE
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The water was like a miracle sent from the gods that washed away the absolutely horrible taste of grass from her mouth. But ... then she was still hungry. Her ears stayed pinned back against her head as she stomped from the water back to the grass. She stood and stared down at it as if staring at it could intimidate it into tasting better, and maybe she thought it would. Her stomach growled and she dipped her head down and began tearing great mouthfuls of it up and eating it as quickly as she could to fill her rumbling belly. As her hunger decreased she became more and more aware of the goings on in the meadow around her. She could hear the familiar sounds of dragons and when she lifted her head to look she thought that she could see the glint of white and gold, but couldn't be positive. "Zasqa zhavorsa?" Her head tilted and she forgot about the godawful taste of grass. Another glint of scales caught her dark eyes and she took a step forward. "Hoshor zhavorsa?" Did they fly together like that out in the wild? Was it wrong of her to assume that they didn't?

They never did get truly close enough for Mordecai to see them, so she was left with only a glimpse. There was someone that had a white and gold dragon, though, but what were their names? There were so many horses in the Throat it was hard to keep track of everyone, but she knew that there was someone with dragons. She'd seen them and had talked to them and the gold one had even sat on her. "Breneee!" She suddenly shouted, bounding forward several steps before stopping when she heard her name.

"Aye, Mordecai!"

The dark girl turned, blinking her equally dark eyes and squinted against the sunlight to see Abraham and his dragons. "Ab-ruh-haaammmm!" She called out quite happily. "Breneee! Genvere!" Then she was running toward him, eager to greet the dragons, and him of course. "Aena shekhikhi!"

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Translation:
Zasqa zhavorsa - white dragon
Hoshor zhavorsa - gold dragon
Aena shekhikhi! - good morning!

@[Abraham]


MORDECAI

when the last light warms the rocks and the rattlesnakes unfold
mountain cats will come along to drag away your bones

the emptiness that we confess in the dimmest hour of day
in Automatown they make a sound like the low sad moan of prey


Messages In This Thread
songs of lilting grace - by Mordecai - 05-17-2015, 02:11 PM
RE: songs of lilting grace - by Abraham - 05-17-2015, 09:05 PM
RE: songs of lilting grace - by Mordecai - 05-17-2015, 09:36 PM
RE: songs of lilting grace - by Abraham - 05-18-2015, 09:37 AM
RE: songs of lilting grace - by Mordecai - 05-18-2015, 11:27 AM

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