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[OPEN] second chances, new beginnings [birth]

Miykael Posts: 136
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Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17hh :: 11 :: Birdsong
Eliana :: Common Zephyr :: Roc Rottie
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A lover not a fighter on the frontline with a poem
trying to write yourself a rifle, maybe sharpen up a song
to fight the tanks and drones of you being alone


He, too, came to investigate. Not because he'd heard anything, he hadn't been close enough. But because his zephyr had noticed something off, something strange as she flew past on her way to her favorite resting tree. Strange enough that she turned right around to find her bonded. Within moments she found him. The zephyr flies down, claws and legs extended, and lands upon his back - the way she usually did. 'Come.' she begins, worry clear in her silver eyes. 'Something wrong with Archi, others. Black goo.' she explains in his mind and then she takes off, leading the way to the group.

Miykael follows on hoof, his blue gaze keeping careful watch on Eliana's dark form. His long legs carry him swiftly, covering ground with a sense of duty and urgency pulsing through him. It isn't long before he sees the group, though. 'I see them, dearheart. Go rest.' he speaks softly, soothingly in Eliana's mind. The zephyr chirps in response then flutters on, disappearing into the trees. She obeyed but he knew she wouldn't be resting, not much. It was far more likely she'd be vigilant - waiting for him. Tucking his large white wings more tightly against his sides, he moves forward, eyes fraught with curiosity and concern. He recognized Archibald, as would be expected, but everyone else was foreign to him. The scent of blood and afterbirth filled the air and as he draws near, his blue gaze shifts to the small, newborn foal. His gaze shifted from one face to the next before he settled on Archibald. "Pardon my intrusion." he offers, inclining his neck respectfully. Straightening himself back up, he quickly notices the 'black goo' that Eliana had told him about.

His king, however, came first. "Sir, please hold still." And with little hesitation he moves closer to Archibald. Once he pulls to a stop, he focuses his healing magic on Archibald. A light, warm and soothing, envelopes the king. With the ailment being unknown, he focuses more intensely than he needs to with external wounds. By the time the light fades away, Miykael's head throbs - a wave of dizziness causing him to sway a moment. The healer manages to steady himself though concern furrows his brow. Had it worked? He couldn't be certain but even if it hadn't cleared his king of this... black goo, at least he'd tried.

[note: permission from Time to pp the magic a bit. attempting a cure for GLL @Random Event ]


Miykael
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second chances, new beginnings [birth] - by Aylin - 09-13-2015, 03:23 PM
RE: second chances, new beginnings [birth] - by Miykael - 09-21-2015, 10:15 PM

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