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Mare :: Equine :: 14.2hh :: 8

Herophilos :: Plain Black Dragon :: Toxic Breath prissy

10-30-2015, 11:46 PM (This post was last modified: 11-01-2015, 11:54 AM by Agnodice.)

The wind danced through her mane and tail, dragging the onyx tendrils in all directions. She thought, at first, the rustling of the grasses was just the wind, convulsing against the honey and fern colored stalks. But wind has no voice, no alabaster locks, or frosted legs. Agnodice raised her head slowly, turning to give the approaching equine an investigative glance. A mare, taller than herself, miniature wings tucked behind her ears, amber eyes, stripes that almost made her blend in with the surrounding grass.

The mare came closer, then began to speak, introducing herself. Her words proved to be intriguing to the alabaster and ebony doctor. She pricked her ears forward, raising her brow a tad. What business does a diviner (what she considered to be a peacekeeper) have patrolling Agnodice held her tongue for the moment as Maren continued to speak.

Her brow furrowed at Maren's next words. Colourful colleague? Did she mean in the sexual orientation sense or the body sense? She thought about this, her turquoise gaze drifting away from the stripey mare and to the horizon. The mare didn't seem too concerned with her, anyways.

“Hello?”

A gruff whisper, pained and resentful, low notes indicating this was a stallion. Agnodice looked abruptly to the stallion, finding a large man of golden coloring with soft stripes and crowned with a large set of antlers. She heard Maren say something, but Agnodice's thoughts were no longer preoccupied with her.

She didn't hesitate to leave the stripey mare's side and step closer to the stallion, frowning upon seeing the blood pouring from his ears. She knew this disease. At least she could do something for it.

"Hold still," Agnodice commanded, closing her eyes and focusing on her flowers. Just as they were beginning to bud in her curtains of soft onyx hair, someone else joined their party. She heard a name, Rohan, stated with immense distaste. She paused her magic momentarily, glancing at the newcomer. She could only guess that he was the colourful colleague Maren had spoken of. Agnodice felt slightly (maybe a little more than slightly) annoyed by his interruption, but she had more pressing matters to take care of.

Agnodice closed her eyes, turning back to the stallion on the ground. She focused once more on her flowers, this time the soft glowing buds blooming and blossoming, filling the air with floral aromas. A few little blossoms fell to the ground, too weak to hold up to the magic she needed them to. When the others had blossomed to their fullest extent, their glow intensified, transferring the soft light to the golden stallion's head. Once the magic left the flowers, their glow diminished and fell to the ground by Agnodice's feet, crumbling and withering amongst the grasses. They would soon be nothing more than dust in the wind.

She opened her eyes after the last flower fell, stepping closer to who she assumed was Rohan to quickly examine him. "Better?" She asked, though the question was mostly rhetorical. She knew he would be. She turned back to the colorful, striped duo, her features curious. "So what are you two patrolling for?" She asked, the words sounding casual despite the possibility of their answer being severe. Her brow furrowed, whipping her head to the golden stallion. "Wait - how much do you know about that disease?" She asked of him, suddenly feeling a bit overwhelmed by the disproportionate spread of knowledge here. She had too many questions to ask them all at once, but she found them all equally important.

aggy basically says why are you all here??? w hat is going on? ??? ? cx
@Rohan @Random Event