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She woke up in a town made of quicksand [OPEN/Grey?]

Phaedra the Opulent Posts: 343
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Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.3 :: 6 Buff: NOVICE
Stella :: Secretary Bird :: None Aud
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Yes. Coming here might certainly have been a bad idea.

Phae was only mildly aware of the frosty Unicorn, as she sauntered below. Even as she picked up speed, she was hardly a blip on the mare's radar. She was after all, bound to the ground. She was no threat, and from this height, of little importance. Even as her call wafted up through the currents, carried un-mingled on the chill air, Phae was uninterested. What was interesting, was the dragon who suddenly flew her way. Delighted, Phae pricked her ears forward watching the silver creature easily match her altitude, then swiftly descend. Her lithe form seemed to spring after him - Phae tucked her forelegs tightly to her chest as she matched the dragon's spiral, opening and slowly closing her wings to maintain the inertia which carried her in his wake. Her eyes teared as the chill air blew steadily into them as her speed increased. Ultimately, she would blame her teared-eyes as the reason why she did not make the connection sooner: the dragon was with the unicorn. All too late, now only about 15 feet from the ground, did Phaedra realize her mistake. The dragon had lured her here - and as if too prove it, the Unicorn was now telling her to land.

Phaedra layed her ears back, but not in anger, out of fear. Phaedra had never fought a day in her life - struggled sure, but she was too finely built to dissuade an attacker. Head low, in almost a canine act of submission, Phae landed gracefully, although she allowed her large wings to stay outstretched and poised to lift her from the ground, should that become necessary. Her deep green eyes studied the unicorn - her toned mane and tail, her odd eyes..she appeared younger, though at the same time, the way she held herself, made that hard to tell. Phaedra flicked her tail uncertainly, saying nothing. One ear flicked forward inquisitively, yet her stance still remained very tense, ready to flee at any moment.

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RE: She woke up in a town made of quicksand [OPEN/Grey?] - by Phaedra - 11-12-2012, 01:29 PM

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