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[OPEN] Cold skin and echoes

Ampere The Mother of Companions Posts: 719
Dragon's Throat Sultana atk: 9 | def: 11 | dam: 4.5
Mare :: Pegasus :: 14 hh :: 6 years HP: 73 | Buff: DANCE
Kygo :: Green Cheek Conure :: None Blu
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A M P E R E
"Any existence deprived of freedom is a kind of death" -- Michel Aoun

"Alright, tell me," Ampere hiccuped, already buzzed on the various frozen delectables she'd found in the area. She was sprawled out on the floor of the Rotunda, her back legs stretched out, her wings splayed, and head cradled in the nook of her extended forelimbs, staring sideways at the rainbows cast down through the stained glass. That, and her companion, the little green parrot that was sitting on the edge of her left forehoof; the rainbows were just a touch distracting.

"What?" her chirped in response, imitating her voice rather well. She giggled at that, and he delighted in her joy, ignoring that it was brought on by inebriation. He was just glad to have a kind of Ampere who paid him any mind, but even normal Ampere was better than the mare she'd been since Gaucho's passing. So instead of asking questions, Kygo merely lived with it.

"You know, tell me. Anything, everything, whatever you want to talk about." Her words came out a bit sloppy, but they were understandable, just a bit slow, delayed by the alcohol's haze.
He cocked his head to the side in response, abruptly devoid of anything to say now that the spotlight had been turned on. A nervous gray-indigo crawled up their bond, and Ampere pushed it away hastily, not wanting any feelings of worry to affect her good vibes.

"Alright alright I'll ask, you just answer, okay? Tell me, is the desert too hot for you?" She had always preached getting to know your companion animal's natural needs; many were subjected to an unnatural life because of their horse's preferences. Sometimes as small as temperature, others larger, like war. Despite this, Ampere, ever the best hypocrite, had never bothered to learn anything about her companion - not as a species, and barely as an individual. Of course, accuse her of this and she'd scoff, saying she never wanted to be bonded in the first place, as if that somehow justified her neglect.
"Yes," Kygo answered after a moment of thought, and the reply had a low, sad sort of sound. Ampere was afraid of him harshing her bad vibes? Then why was she asking these sort of questions?
"Often?" she asked tenderly among their minds.
"...Yes." Kygo said, hesitant, his beady stare turning away. "Now nice. Tallsun..." "Too hot," Ampere finished for him. "That's why you're always in the shade and the Oasis water, why you're panting and slow and grouchy." His youth probably got him through it, but as he got older, could he really handle living in the Throat?

"What's your favorite thing to eat?" she queried, remaining bright, but there was an obvious change in her demeanor. Though hardly drunk on her ass, yet, she was already sobering with these thoughts.
"Seeds!" Kygo answered brightly, a warm orange tinging their bond with happiness, his answer gushing in an attempt to please her.
It didn't though, because she titled her head that way. "Most of the plants in the Throat are cacti or weeds though, they don't really drop seeds," she murmured. The weeds tended to have feathery poofy methods of reproduction, or burs, relying on wind and passing animals to spread them. The cactus had some flowers and prickly pears, but not traditional seeds, not like the oats and wheat of the Heavenly Fields, or the fruits of the Meadows and around this Rotunda. Thankfully though Ampere didn't find the Throat's vegetation much to her taste either, so she was usually grazing elsewhere, which provided the bird ample opportunity too.

Her heart strained in her chest, what little bits of it were left anyway. She sat up more, leaning on her sternum, her legs curling under her, sheltering, while Kygo hopped off onto the ground. She leveled him with a blue stare, and he was unable to avoid it, his feathers fluffing up anxiously as he met it.
"Do you like being bonded?" Ampere asked with a seriousness that overwhelmed her blissful liquor.

Credits: Image by Tabini
Coding by Tamme


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Messages In This Thread
Cold skin and echoes - by Ampere - 11-19-2016, 09:58 PM
RE: Cold skin and echoes - by Serenity - 12-06-2016, 10:35 AM
RE: Cold skin and echoes - by Ampere - 12-24-2016, 01:59 PM
RE: Cold skin and echoes - by Serenity - 12-30-2016, 03:19 PM
RE: Cold skin and echoes - by Ampere - 01-07-2017, 01:50 AM
RE: Cold skin and echoes - by Serenity - 02-01-2017, 01:24 PM
RE: Cold skin and echoes - by Ampere - 02-06-2017, 04:38 PM

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