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[OPEN] down we go [patrol]

Naerys Posts: 86
World's Edge Sleuth atk: 7 | def: 10 | dam: 4
Mare :: Pegasus :: 16.1 :: 3 :: Tallsun HP: 65.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Petyr :: Bornean Green Magpie :: Ashen Rottie
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Her fear of the caves was supposed to be unfounded. They were supposed to have an uneventful tour, chatting, laughing, and overall just catching up on life. For a relatively brief period, that's exactly what it was. Alysanne's understanding smile and soft expression soothe her a bit; her mother's acknowledgment and validation of her anxiety allowing some of it to simply melt away. So as Alysanne moves deeper into the caves, Naerys follows as closely as she can manage. Petyr sits contentedly upon her withers, preening her mane and loosely braiding a few bits that he can easily reach. His touch, no matter how simple and nonchalant it is, helps to calm her frazzled nerves.

The further in she travels, the braver she begins to feel and soon Petyr takes off to fly with Hemlock; leaving the two mares to walk together. To be completely honest, though, a wave of relief washes over Naerys the moment Alysanne begins to distract her with a story. Even if it was a story she'd partially heard from her biological father long ago - before he left them behind without so much as a loving hug. "Miykael told me a bit about it... back when you left with the warriors." Naerys is, of course, referencing the invasion of the Falls but she was too young at the time to really understand what was going on. Just the thought of him makes her jaw clench and her nostrils flare - anger flows unbidden from deep within, the pressure of it heating her flesh. Perhaps her anger at him is irrational now, perhaps she needs to simply let it go but it is of some sort of benefit to her right now - it's warming her up, fighting off the chill of the cave air. "But then again... how do I even know if he told the truth?" she asks, sarcasm soaking the words like gasoline, her clenched jaws adding an obvious air of hatred to her words (though the question itself is entirely rhetorical).

And that's when nature affirms her hesitation when it came to the caves.

The walls begin to shake but the shaking doesn't start small and steadily increase in intensity with time. No. It starts violent, effectively halting Naerys' forward progression and knocking her off balance (though somehow she manages to keep her hooves beneath her). She flails, fumbling about like a newborn foal trying to stand for the first time and at least once she feels rubble from the walls bumping against her legs (that'll bruise later). Her heart hammers in her chest but she is stunned into silence.

Somewhere between the deep bellow and the incessant scratching noise, she fully expects some massive beast to come crawling out of one of the rooms with the intent to attack and probably kill them. Petyr somehow manages to keep to the air, dodging the rocks and rubble but Naerys' fear is also his fear. The vibrant hued bird hovers cautiously, keen eyes searching the dark for anything that might be the source of the rather noisy disruption.

Then everything is suddenly silent.

In many cases the sudden silence might have been comforting but this isn't one of those situations. Perhaps because the silence was short enough that Naerys and Petyr weren't lulled into a false sense of security. Short enough that she didn't really have the chance to even consider that maybe they were safe now. Good thing, too, because then the walls seem to move - dark and shifting, leaving the brown and white pegasus in a state of confusion as her teal eyes attempt to adjust. "What is that?!" she gasps, nearly choking on her own words. Understanding flashes upon her face before Alysanne can answer her.

Spiders.
Why in the fuck did it have to be spiders?!

Thousands of them and they all have red eyes. Naerys' head raises, her eyes widen until the whites are slightly visible, her nostrils flare and her ears lay flat - she's panicked but she can't seem to move. Naerys is frozen to the spot, teal eyes glued to the small, red-eyed spiders swarming the cave walls, pouring from the cracks the earthquake left behind.



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Messages In This Thread
down we go [patrol] - by Alysanne - 02-26-2017, 03:35 PM
RE: down we go [patrol] - by Naerys - 04-19-2017, 11:50 PM
RE: down we go [patrol] - by Alysanne - 04-25-2017, 07:48 PM
RE: down we go [patrol] - by Random Event - 04-27-2017, 10:04 AM
RE: down we go [patrol] - by Naerys - 05-09-2017, 02:35 AM
RE: down we go [patrol] - by Alysanne - 05-15-2017, 06:55 PM

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