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Aurora Basin Soldier atk: 8.5 | def: 10 | dam: 3
Mare :: Unicorn :: 14.3 :: Appears 6 HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE
Orphan :: Ragdoll Cat :: None Bunnie
#6
06-05-2017, 10:54 AM


All earth was but one thought —
and that was Death

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She comes upon them all with giggles and traipsing step, her path having led her through this forest as she finds herself on many: at a whim. Her pale banners flow behind her in rippling disarray, but it is not thick and luscious, as the pegasus male’s which she beholds as she enters the clearing, nor is it even comparable to the other adult female’s average locks. Thin as she is, that spidery hair floats down about her ankles and around her sloped features as she stills her progression, her ears lifting to catch the words which are already passing between them each, with only her muttered, somewhat stifled giggles perforating her silence.

For once, she is not the smallest; the black and white bird, who stares at the foal’s dog, of equally dainty composition, but as Beloved’s eyes rove from one presence to the other, it is on the stranger to the land which they linger the longest, second to the filly.

Easy prey, her mind cackles, and the witch outwardly grins, before severing her haunting stare to instead apprise the most interesting of the group – to her, anyway.

Something draws her mind to the pendant upon her chest, and its watching eye. She gazes upon his mud slaked skin, and the mud colored coat beneath, and her muttered giggles increase in tempo, her eyes meandering across muscle. Recalling her True Lord’s promise of power were she to serve Him, her gaze flutters to the others momentarily, wondering if they would betray the peace of the moment, were she to speak of her loyalties so honestly. Though she has not met the pair of pegasi that have come, she does have the vaguest inkling in the hind of her demented mind that she has seen them, before…

But she has lived quite a long time, after all. It is often she sees one and thinks of another. Dismissing that worry, she instead switches her focus the stallion again, a tittering stream of giggles spewing forth now that the tentative introductions of the others has concluded.

"Beloved wonders who you are," she states with a wide smile that she considers to be friendly, the sort one wears to a greeting; having garnered that the child (oh, children, bless their unguarded, easily snatched hearts) is Sansa, her gaze flutters also to the pair of pegasi yet unnamed, "and you, as well."

Hesitating for but a moment, her lunatic grin turns upon the mud slaked bay.

"Is this mess intentional?" she inquires with tittering giggles, quite flabbergasted as to why one would chose mud of all things to cover oneself in.

[ OOC: Tempts with evil cookies too ]

Image by Thierry Ehrmann@Flickr - Code by Me
Quote from Lord Byron's Darkness

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Windblown (open) - by Canaan - 06-03-2017, 06:30 PM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Noah - 06-04-2017, 07:02 AM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Sansa - 06-04-2017, 03:50 PM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Nora - 06-05-2017, 12:05 AM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Canaan - 06-05-2017, 12:27 AM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Beloved - 06-05-2017, 10:54 AM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Noah - 06-05-2017, 06:32 PM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Sansa - 06-05-2017, 09:13 PM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Nora - 06-06-2017, 11:57 AM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Canaan - 06-06-2017, 12:40 PM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Beloved - 06-06-2017, 04:02 PM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Noah - 06-06-2017, 06:36 PM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Nora - 06-11-2017, 09:38 AM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Canaan - 06-11-2017, 03:42 PM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Beloved - 06-12-2017, 11:34 AM
RE: Windblown (open) - by Noah - 06-13-2017, 10:01 PM

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