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03-02-2016, 07:23 AM
SIRENS AND SMOKE REMIND US
She waited outside the entrance to the caves for her fellow patrol workers, resting one back hoof and thinking about things. At first it was trivial, she thought about her previous patrols and moaned that they always sent her to these southern places. Ghost longed for an excuse to travel north, way north and into the mountains again. If not to ease her own love for the colder climate then at least to let Fantôme have a rest from the desert heat. Still, she was complaining too much wasn’t she? The Throat had offered her a home after a time of woeful bitterness, even offered her a rank and she had been disappointing them steadily with each passing day. Her loathing of peace times had left her in a sour mood most days and she wished there would be some uproar for her to take advantage of. Being a pickpocket was all well and good but it got gratingly boring sometimes. She wondered where her ambitions had gone then remembered that Archibald had stolen even her dreams as the loss of the Hidden Falls made her rethink what she really wanted. Ghost didn’t lust for a crown anymore, she wasn’t racist like her mother had been and lately she had made a few friends to make her question whether it was chaos she should really chase.
Perhaps it was in these friends she should open her heart to, but that was something still unthinkable to Ghost so she struggled inwardly with her thoughts.
As the Frostfall sun peaked at midday and a few dark clouds lingered around, Ghost angrily shot her magic at the ground creating a small circle of black ice before slamming her hoof on it. She listened to the satisfying crack as the ice split from the middle and looked at the shards in sorrow. It was just like her life, broken so spectacularly and now she must find a way to put it back together. She sighed, wishing Seele was still around so she could ask if the Necromancer too ever had such problems.
Fantôme, on the other hand, ignored his bonded’s existential crisis and sniffed around the entrance to the caves, wondering what potential prey might hide in it.
@Badger , @Essetia , @Cathun -- Patrol Thread ^^ <3
MAYBE THE WORLD WON'T FIND US
Let the heat of the sun
Reignite your memory
Because if we just turn and run
Let them fire the gun
Reignite your memory
Because if we just turn and run
Let them fire the gun
❚ Force permitted, just don't kill her :3
❚ Please tag me!
❚ Pixel by Nyte
