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[PRIVATE] So This Is What Failure Tastes Like | Res

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Deceased atk: 5.5 | def: 9.0 | dam: 4.5
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 16.2 hh :: 10 (ages in Orangemoon) HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Zarina :: Pygmy Marmoset :: Quantum Leap ChaoticMelodies
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She had missed him, he knew that. She loved him, just as deeply and passionately as he loved her, and she would never leave him to fend for himself in the Wilds. They had found each other, time and again, after separations and anxieties and even wars. No, she was not to blame, and he hated that she felt so strongly that the fault was hers to claim and shoulder alone.

Kaj, though... Kaj could have searched.

Anyone could have searched.

Kaj probably didn't even find the filly. She probably wandered back home, leaving Kaj able to present her to the wretched mess that Resplendence had surely been in the absence of her family.

Zarina hissed softly, a warning.

"Zarina's right," he said abruptly, masking the marmoset's true intentions - snapping him out of the hateful spiral he was quickly becoming trapped in. "You musn't blame yourself, my darling. Shhh... shhh..." His left wing slipped away as he sidled closer to her, pressing the length of his barrel against hers and draping his right wing more thoroughly over her. She was so small that his primaries rested gently against the ground beside her hooves. He threw his head over her nape, pulling her so that her ear would be close to his heart.

He shoved the darkness from his mind, pushing and prodding until it was locked away behind the steel doors of his subconscious, left alone to seethe and grow and warp. He could not give in, not here, not now - not while he had his mate to console. Never again would she be reduced to crying into some other stallion's wing. No, he was home now, and he'd like to see anyone try and get between he and his love.

He called up his magic, gently impressing calm upon Resplendence's mind. He did not use too much, for he did not want to destroy the emotion, the truth of her feelings. No, he applied only enough to chase out the panic, to burn away the hysteria. "Hush, my darling. We're all home and together now. You musn't worry yourself, it doesn't matter, nothing matters except that we're together again. It's all over now, princess. I'm home."

"more words."

@[Resplendence]
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RE: So This Is What Failure Tastes Like | Res - by Quilyan - 06-16-2015, 10:58 PM

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