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This was his new home, this Basin… It was strange, but quiet, and oh, how Ecco loved the quiet. It helped him think, allowed his mind to settle in a relaxing place where only he could go. Quite often the stallion would find himself walking the plains of the Basin, physically there, but mentally far, far away. He had explored his new home since Crowley, the brindled Unicorn, had brought him back from the Threshold, and what he had found suited him nicely; others like him, who hated the equality-preaching fools of the world.
It was during one such escapade, walking with no destination with his head low and thoughts rambling on in his head when he came across a peculiar sight. A dappled stallion with an askew horn was balancing on his back haunches, front hooves outstretched towards the reaches of a rather sickly looking tree. The look of utter contemplation was on the creature’s face, as if all of the answers of the world rested on the tree’s very branches and he had to be the one to retrieve them. Crowley was there as well, looking just as puzzled as he was, but the brindled one was the first to speak.
Ever so slowly Ecco moved closer to the tree, circling it and gazing up into its branches. No, there wasn’t anything in them. No small critters of any kind, no stolen or lost belongings, or more importantly, no answers to the world’s deepest, most secretive questions. “If you lost something,” he began, finally tearing his eyes away from the branches and looking to the other dappled, who still looked as if he were Hell-bent on getting into the tree, “I do not think that this tree is the culprit.”
[Ooc: Oh, this thread… I think it will be fun. XD]
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