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[OPEN] We All Have Our Days

Aelfwine Posts: 101
Dragon's Throat Warrior atk: 4 | def: 8.5 | dam: 6
Mare :: Unicorn :: 16.1 :: 6 years HP: 60 | Buff: NOVICE
Vanya :: Common Cerndyr :: Lamplight Skylark
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Something in you is yearning,
for where all the wild things went,
God it’s hot.’ The doe thought to herself as she dragged her ebony hued legs through the grasses. They tickled and pressed gently against her hocks as she walked, whispers on the winds that hinted at cooler times but never gave in. She sighed to herself, warmth spread across her body except for the paler parts. They were warm, but not nearly as heat conserving as the darker spots of the mare. For that, she was thankful to have a dorsal stripe of ivory, thankful for the ivory tree marking that cascaded over her rump. But even still, the heavy horns that cast their shadows along her face were black as night and oh so heavy and warm.

She tried her best to survey the lands for water, but couldn’t quite find anything at this point in the land. Aelfwine needed to find something and hopefully sooner rather than later. She could really go for a cool soothing bath like she had not that long ago in the Secret Grove. As she carried her heavy large body across the grasses, her cloven hooves scraped against tiny rocks and lush earth as she held her head high, squinting against the bright light from the sun in the attempt of spotting water. But what she spotted instead was even better. It was another soul, one that perhaps might know where some water was!

A smile placed itself on her pink sniped lips as she trailed over to the filly under the trees in the shade. As she approached, the question on the tip of her tongue disappeared as she noticed the warmth radiating from the little one. “Uh, hello?” She questioned quietly, trying to register if there was a response. “I was just on my way to find the river, do you know which way it might be?” She questioned again with a flick of her tail to fan away the heat that beat down on her. Her emerald eyes never leaving the splashed filly graced with beautiful hues of teal and three horns along her brow. The filly didn’t look like she was in that great of shape so Aelfwine mentally prepared herself to help the child out in any way she could – of course so long as it benefitted herself. She wasn’t exactly like her brother who would drop everything to help someone in need. No, for Aelfwine, she had to have something of a reward in it for the motivation.

"Talk."
a daisy in the cracks —
amidst a world made of cement.
aelfwine
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Messages In This Thread
We All Have Our Days - by Hera - 07-17-2016, 09:04 PM
RE: We All Have Our Days - by Aelfwine - 07-17-2016, 09:17 PM
RE: We All Have Our Days - by Hera - 07-17-2016, 09:52 PM
RE: We All Have Our Days - by Aelfwine - 07-17-2016, 11:05 PM
RE: We All Have Our Days - by Hera - 07-22-2016, 06:53 PM
RE: We All Have Our Days - by Aelfwine - 07-22-2016, 11:27 PM

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