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02-03-2016, 09:43 PM
I already know I'm going to hell so at this points it's go big or go home Zandora feels proud, but completely and entirely regretful. The walk was taking it's toll on her and as did it seem as well on the quite mare. The foal within her caused her feet to be sore, and constant pain wove through her barrel as it twisted and turned inside of her. Surely this was a sign that she shouldn't leave the Basin for such trips like this one. But like the stubborn, strong-willed creature she was, she had, and the physical strains would remind her next time she decided to go wondering about. Elspeth kept very quiet, their words passing between all of them being nothing more then the absolute minimum necessary. Zandora filled her in on the basics, but was aware that it could've just gone straight through her ears, opting to save it for another time. She had assumed that this mare had been drained, and if silence was what she wanted while she recollected herself and her pieces, Zandora had no problem offering her that. Not to mention the creature inside her kept occupying most of her thoughts, so for the mares, it was a win win. Her nostrils are reminded of home when the frozen aroma drifts to her, the crisp scent welcoming and ever soothing despite the prickles of the cold air. Her ears turn as Elspeth questions their closeness, her head nodding as she assures her the journey was almost over. "Yes, the sentinels which are our herds guards are just above the hill. Our herd leaders will meet us there for official acceptance. Welcome to the Aurora Basin." OCC: yeet |
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