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03-16-2017, 01:37 PM
The bleating call of a foal was an icy hand constricting Alysanne’s heart, causing her head to flash upwards away from where she had been grazing, her legs already moving towards the sound. She had long ago grown out of the habit of hesitating before she responded to anything that sounded remotely like distress. Precious seconds could be wasted while she stood there and debated whether everything was alright.
The terrible feeling eased somewhat when she saw she wasn’t the only one moving to the girl who had called out. She only vague recognized the filly - and she wondered whether it was Dragomir and Ranjiri’s young daughter - but she certainly knew Sacre and Maude. They had both won a place in her heart rather securely, with their cheerful personalities and their passion for healing. Hemlock swooped ahead of her, hooting a greeting to young Maude (and tugging gently on her mane if she would allow him to) before landing near Sacre’s two foxes and peering curiously at the egg and wondering what it would be.
‘If a dragon we must leave.’ He informed Alysanne in his matter-of-fact voice, causing her to chuckle lightly. She might be a little prone to holding grudges but she certainly was nothing compared to Hemlock who had quickly despised all dragons. Far too many of them had eyed him as a potential snack.
For her part, Alysanne joined the group in a few graceful steps - coming to stand beside Maude and offering everyone a warm smile before her green eyes focused on the girl near the egg. “Don’t be afraid, I think you’re going to have a new friend.” She checked everyone over still, a habit just as strong even though she was no longer a doctor herself, and no one appeared to be injured. Perhaps, then, it had been the egg that had frightened the filly? Alysanne certainly remembered being alarmed when Hemlock was hatching as well!
The terrible feeling eased somewhat when she saw she wasn’t the only one moving to the girl who had called out. She only vague recognized the filly - and she wondered whether it was Dragomir and Ranjiri’s young daughter - but she certainly knew Sacre and Maude. They had both won a place in her heart rather securely, with their cheerful personalities and their passion for healing. Hemlock swooped ahead of her, hooting a greeting to young Maude (and tugging gently on her mane if she would allow him to) before landing near Sacre’s two foxes and peering curiously at the egg and wondering what it would be.
‘If a dragon we must leave.’ He informed Alysanne in his matter-of-fact voice, causing her to chuckle lightly. She might be a little prone to holding grudges but she certainly was nothing compared to Hemlock who had quickly despised all dragons. Far too many of them had eyed him as a potential snack.
For her part, Alysanne joined the group in a few graceful steps - coming to stand beside Maude and offering everyone a warm smile before her green eyes focused on the girl near the egg. “Don’t be afraid, I think you’re going to have a new friend.” She checked everyone over still, a habit just as strong even though she was no longer a doctor herself, and no one appeared to be injured. Perhaps, then, it had been the egg that had frightened the filly? Alysanne certainly remembered being alarmed when Hemlock was hatching as well!
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