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When she feels the pull, hears the telltale jangle of bells, she gets a sense of familiarity.
She got it once before, around this time of year, but arrived too late to receive anything - a shame, but she hadn't dwelled. This had been during her first foray to Helovia, before she had magic and Dominus and a position within the Edge. Now, everything has changed, and despite the fact she feels quite satisfied with her life, she can't help but feel the craving for more. Following the pull of her mind and ears has always worked out well for her, like the other day when she received the orb of power (she still hasn't worked out what new asset she has, but she's sure it will become apparent soon). So when she feels it, she turns her horned head and immediately tries to scout out the direction it's coming from. As he's in her head, Dominus feels it too. Jingle, jingle. He lifts his powerful skull from his paws, where he has been sleeping in his usual catlike manner. He growls, irritated that his nap has been disturbed, but when Nyx begins running he is quickly on her heels. He extends into a lope - slow, due to the heavy mane that encumbers him, but fast enough to keep up with the silver soldier's brisk trot. The ground turns from grass to wood, and the bonded duo glance down at the bridge. Odd...Nyx is fairly sure that wasn't there before. Together, mare and lion approach the small crowd of horses, slowing down into a plodding walk and immediately scanning around for the source of the commotion. If all these other folks have come here, then there must be something good on offer. She swings her tail at her sweating flanks as she moves forwards, driven by curiosity. Dominus would usually spare a dismissive snarl or two for the surrounding horses, but this place seems to sap away all his anger and replaces it with an eerie sense of calm. Closer and closer they come to the source of the crowd. Finally they see it - a turtle, adorned with bells, and a tree, dripping snow and merriment. The silver stands still, awestruck, content simply to admire the scene. Dominus sits daintily at her heels, licking a paw whilst never taking his eyes off the turtle. |
Other characters have permission to use magic/violence against Nyx at any time.
