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A WINDING, WEAVING FATE

Tangere Posts: 159
Aurora Basin Medic atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.2hh :: Six Years | Birdsong HP: 63 | Buff: NOVICE
Phrixus :: White Raven :: None Psilo
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She joins them with almost complete silence upon her approach. Seeming to emerge out of nowhere, slipping in from the shadows to stand next to Rikyn. Her pale bird finds the pines to their west and watches ever quietly from among the cones and needles. She gives the chocolate boy a grin firstly before addressing anyone else. She recognizes him as Illynx's son and likes to be reminded of the venomous warrior woman. She enjoyed the GildedBlade and once learned quite a few things from her – not to mention that her reign was a rather productive one, in Tangere's opinion. Of course she is biased though; his mother was the one who brought her to the beautiful tundra and its painted skies. She relishes in its delightful frozen embrace and even its grumpy residents whom she loves dearly despite their constant state of misery. She could never frown upon the woman's child unless he gives her good reason. “Yes it is a beautiful evening, Ki, no denying that.”  Her eyes sweep dreamily to the skies and then to the newly appointed Basin General and her gaze lights up with the quick flash of memories of their pleasant times in the snow last frostfall. She nods and mouths a 'hello' and turns her head to the mare with big gorgeous wings, a smile still upon her pink muzzle and she nods in gracious greeting. Her stare then to the subject of their intent (because let's not lie about our intentions).

She lets the quiet engulf them for a few moments, waiting to see if anyone else is going to speak. She gracefully seizes the cold air with words.“Hello everyone,” She dips her head politely to the group and quietly leaves her soft voice in the middle of them all. She is reluctant to be the first to bring up why they're all here, but she simply can't won't, pretend they've come to enjoy the sky (even if it's beautiful). “We've come bearing an invitation to the Aurora Basin, to the northwest of here. We're a strong, growing family of lovely savages.” She references Ki when she says we, laughing delightedly at her own small joke. Though being silly, there is some part of her that is serious. If given the choice again she would choose the 'savages' again and again.





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Messages In This Thread
A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Raistlyn - 03-14-2016, 01:25 AM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Rikyn - 03-14-2016, 01:51 PM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Alysanne - 03-14-2016, 02:04 PM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Ki'irha - 03-14-2016, 02:15 PM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Tangere - 03-14-2016, 05:24 PM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Essetia - 03-14-2016, 11:23 PM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Raistlyn - 03-16-2016, 08:07 PM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Rikyn - 03-17-2016, 11:23 AM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Alysanne - 03-19-2016, 03:09 PM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Tangere - 03-24-2016, 07:46 AM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Ki'irha - 03-27-2016, 07:00 PM
RE: A WINDING, WEAVING FATE - by Essetia - 04-06-2016, 08:27 PM

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