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11-09-2012, 02:37 PM
Ricochet. Rrrricoshett. "Verenia. Cold, must stand. Get warm, get healer in Foothills herd. Make better." Okay. The mare looked up on the buckskin, upon his scarred face. He seemed okay. Nice. Good. Verenia sighed and looked at the pegasus on her side. She was standing up now, looking disappointed. What? What had she done? "C'mon. Come with me and Ricochet." Okay then. Fine. The small mare pushed her short legs under her body and rose up from the snowy ground. Snow fell off her stomach, though not all of it. Crap. Standing up. Finally. Would they shut up now? Maybe. The black equine still stood in the background, even though he was a little bit closer than before. Maybe she had to... No. She didn't need to do anything. She didn't have any responsibility. No. He had to come over to them by himself. But she was uncomfortable with these horses already. She didn't need more. Verenia lowered her head and looked upon the figures around her. Why were they so close? "Stand now. Verenia stands up," she spoke, loud and with a confident tone to cover her nervous mind. The mare's heart hammered in her chest, almost painful. Spirits surrounded her suddenly, closer than the figures before her were. They came closer and closer, making the mare back away with widened eyes and nostrils. The spirits. Scared her. To death. Why so close? Why always so CLOSE? "Spirits. Away. TAKE SPIRITS AWAY." Verenia almost panicked. They had never been so close to her before. Their invisible faces, unknown but still so familiar to her, were right in front of her face, holding eye contact. Then they were gone. What? The mare looked around, still scared. Where? Where did the spirits go? "Spirits. Gone..," she whispered, and calmed down a bit. She took a step closer to the living figures before her. "Foothills?" Word count: 313 OOC: I love Verenia <3 she's so insane c: Walk, walk, walk. "Talk, talk, talk." 'Think, think, think.' | ||
