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11-18-2016, 05:34 PM
Well, they'd done it, she and Nephele. They'd brought home not one stranger from the Threshold, but three. Let's ignore the quality of these new herd members for a moment (a quality that could only be described by the dove as an all-time low). Let's also ignore that the way she imagined that they were sizing her up from behind made her skin crawl (though was that really a bad thing?). No, the most important thing was that the two stallions, if they'd leave their vices alone for a fortnight, might make capable soldiers, and the mare... well, surely they'd be able to find something for her to do?
As the five of them (assuming that Nephele hadn't flown ahead by now) approached the mainland beach, Sohalia turned her head to the side so that she could talk to the group. "We're nearly there. That island straight ahead - that's home!" Despite her reservations, she offered a true smile to the trio. She was proud of the Dragon's Throat, and even if she wasn't sure how well bringing these three home would turn out, she was excited to be able to show it off.
The water came up quickly, but she didn't slow. With the approach of the Transcended and the key around her neck, their unique, fiery bridge appeared, extending across the sea and onto the island. This was the first time that Sohalia had needed to walk across, having only seen it before from the air. She turned around and, grinning, gestured towards the bridge with her nose. "After you," she offered sweetly, a small part of her wondering what the newcomers would think of their only way on or off the island.
"Talk talk talk."
Astraeus.
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