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RIFT
The sun was relentless as it pulsed upon the ruby stallion's back, golden tendrils of light scalding their way across the sandy terrain. Swiveling his ears about, Rift tried to catch the sound of approaching hoofbeats, but with the muffling effects of the sand and the gentle crashing of the waves, it was a slim chance that the lad would hear anything unless the creature were already upon him. He rolled his shoulders and flicked his tail, a habit that had developed over long years of anxiety and worry.
Somehow, after leaving Naerys with her family at the Edge, Rift, Ranjiri, and Laedere had been separated. He had been so focused on his daydreams and nostalgic memories, that he didn't even notice that the pair of mares from Dragon's Throat were no longer accompanying him. Fortunately, though, Ranjiri and her jeweled eyes had been smart enough to give the boy directions to the borderlands of the Throat. Though, from the looks of it, unless Dragon's Throat was beneath an ocean, he had gotten lost.
Relaxing his shoulders and letting his blue and black spotted wings droop to the sands, the lanky rogue stared dully at the ground beneath his hooves. What would warrant a land being named Dragon's Throat? He supposed it could be a misnomer; after all, he was born in a lush and almost paradisal canyon called the Inferno Rift. A small smile curled his lips at the thought of his childhood home and how much he had taken for granted. His skull drooped lower, every breath stirring up the little golden grains that peppered the earth. For the scarlet boy, the past would always be bittersweet.
At least the weather was nice.
All force toward Rift is permitted, barring permanent injury and death.
All non-aggressive contact is permitted.
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