the Rift


[OPEN] Let's Get Lost...

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
#3
Something in you is yearning,
for where all the wild things went,
The dappled doe was in a sour mood because of her most recent interaction with a creature of the Flats. She had tried to talk to him, tried to appear kind enough to make a new friend, and yet the stallion hadn’t budged. Instead, after a few choice words, he lifted himself into the sky on his wings and completely left her there, deserted and alone once again. The thought caused the doe to snort as her ashen monochromatic body trekked across the Thistle Meadow. Her emerald gaze drifted aimlessly across the turning leaves and colors that had once been bright and vibrant with life during the excruciating heat of Tallsun.

A soft sigh passed her pink snipped maw as a creature caught her attention. Ears tipped forward, pale head shifting toward the sight as she looked upon a filly. Shew as monochromatic like herself, yet adorned with wings and a horn. Instantly, her head tilted and she followed the child. Wasn’t it too young to be out on its own? It definitely looked like it, the knobby legs and small stature of youth. Instinct took over the mare then, cloven hooves taking her toward the location she had seen the child go to. As she approached, she noticed the filly walk up to a scarlet man, and all Aelfwine could do was tilt her head. It didn’t look like he could be the father to the child? And perhaps had she listened in, she would’ve heard the words the filly asked the stallion.

Still, her worry edged her on. She made her way closer to the two, first looking upon the body of the filly to make sure she was alright before looking up to the scarlet man whose size was much like her own. They both were tall, and she allowed her emerald gaze to drift across his crimson pelt before a small worried smile crossed her lips. “Hello.” She began, lowering her heavy antlered head to the filly. “Where’s your mother, little one?” She questioned, acknowledging the fact the man here was indeed a stallion. Lifting her gaze to Roux she tilted her head lightly. “Is she with you?” She questioned quietly, realizing after the words had left her lips that perhaps she should have asked in a reverse order. Oh well, too late now to retract what she had already said.

"Talk."
a daisy in the cracks —
amidst a world made of cement.
aelfwine
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Messages In This Thread
Let's Get Lost... - by Roux - 09-10-2016, 08:28 PM
RE: Let's Get Lost... - by Esinakh - 09-10-2016, 08:58 PM
RE: Let's Get Lost... - by Aelfwine - 09-10-2016, 09:26 PM
RE: Let's Get Lost... - by Roux - 09-11-2016, 11:36 AM
RE: Let's Get Lost... - by Esinakh - 09-16-2016, 08:43 PM
RE: Let's Get Lost... - by Aelfwine - 09-19-2016, 12:10 AM

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