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[OPEN] Cake by the ocean

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Mare :: Hybrid :: 16 hh :: 4 years HP: 63.0 | Buff: NOVICE
Yseult :: Royal Zephyr :: Roc & Wakiya Dark
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I'd almost forgotten about it, about Ampere's talk of the Whatch and how they could help. I'd been so consumed in my own despair I hadn't any time to worry about what the Whatch could do— if anything at all. So I hadn't been expecting anything to fall from the sky today, certainly not my armour either. 

Shahrokh had whispered something to me, something about wanting to get away for a minute and explore a little more. I should have cared more, should have worried that he may get lost or hurt, but alas I kept my lips sealed tight. I did try to not my head in acknowledgement, but it was barely noticeable and it was only after several minutes I realized Shahrokh couldn't see. He had already left by the time I made the discovery, but my face remained utterly horrified and embarrassed for long afterwards. 

I heaved myself up onto my feet at the request of Yseult, who told me laying down for so long might not be good for my health. I agreed quietly and set about getting up, shaking out sand from my hair and feathers, stretching. Yseult had fluttered off without another word, but I knew where she was headed. 

She flew after Shahrokh, as she always does when he goes off on his own. Perhaps it's part of my subconscious willing her to go, perhaps she just thinks someone has to do it. I notice her figure in the sky, headed towards my son with overwhelming speed. I turn back to the oasis, thinking that maybe a bath is in order. 

As I've begun to grow closer, I hear a thunderous flapping of wings, fast and unexpected. They're only there for a second, beating rapidly until they're gone again. In their wake are two things— my armour, and an oddly carved stone. A pair of wings, with a crudely drawn eye in the wing that's hidden behind the other. I look into the sky to see who had dropped these items, but find only the grey frostfall clouds drifting dully along. Odd. I bow my head in gratitude at the invisible warrior, whomever they were, I was in their debt. I took up the laurel, tucking it under my wing until Yseult returned, where I could then request she aid me in putting it on my head and weaving strands of hair through it. 

"These soldiers are not here to kill you; They're here to protect you."
ooc: tyy <3
word count: 401


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Cake by the ocean - by Ampere - 02-20-2016, 08:35 PM
RE: Cake by the ocean - by Destry - 02-26-2016, 10:21 PM

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