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[PRIVATE] !! #ican'teven

Nephele Posts: 82
Dragon's Throat Guardian atk: 4.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 7.5
Mare :: Pegasus :: 16.3 :: 7 HP: 64.0 | Buff: NOVICE
Atreus :: Lammergeier :: None Nova
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Soaring high above the meadow, the thistles blended together like a blanketed sea of lavender and deep purples to the amazonian pegasus. She had spent much of her youth in the meadows, frolicking with the other foals of the outcasted band which had taken Urania in, in the height of her pregnancy. Many more years were spent above it on her way to various parts of Helovia, it held fond and bittersweet memories which floated in and out of her mind like a soft lullaby. Her first tenative footseps were taken on the immaculate sea of purple hues and deep greens, and they were the first to feel the soft swirls of interrupted air caused by barely airworthy wings. 

Nephele was cutting across the meadow on her way to the Blood Falls, on her way to her first official patrol as a member of the Dragons Throat. A sense of pride bloomed in her chest, like a newly kindled fire waiting to be fed into a blazing inferno. It was odd, really, she mused while her head lowered to get a better look at her current location — the only other time she had felt this kind of inner peace was when she had spent time with a herd from lands far from here, primal in their nature and steadfast in their ways. Perhaps that's why the sun touched lands pulled on her heart strings more than the others, and not out of some slumbering instincts to see her family homeland.

Noticing an odd blip in the dancing meadow, a lone figure cut a glittering contrast amongst the rest of the rich palette around them. It was odd to find someone simply laying out in the open, so exposed to the elements and any creature that would do harm. Intrigued, she banked right, entering a swirling decent towards the ground. Landing with her hind legs first, her front hooves nestled into rich grass gently — she kept a respectable distance from the equine in her presence, wings stretching out to the very end of their span before tucking neatly against onxy hide. Naturally, she was wary, but her curiousity made her stay in place.

"Are you alright?" Nephele called, regarding the mare and then the red dragon between her glittering strands — blue and gold eyes glinting with interest and concern, the dun mare looked caught in a state of sadness, but she could never be too sure of herself when it came to the state others.


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!! #ican'teven - by Resplendence - 10-17-2015, 11:39 PM
RE: !! #ican'teven - by Nephele - 10-18-2015, 01:24 PM
RE: !! #ican'teven - by Resplendence - 10-19-2015, 09:40 AM

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