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To Help, To Heal [Ophelia, The Grey]

Apollo the Merciful Posts: 251
Outcast atk: 5.0 | def: 8.5 | dam: 5.5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 15.3 :: 11 HP: 63.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Zola :: Black Cat :: None Sparrow
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"It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for;


It didn’t take long before his call was answered. She arrived as if deep in her thoughts, two-toned eyes holding a troubling gaze, and it appeared that she was unaware of his presence. Snapping to, however, Apollo watched as she took in his appearance before finally inquiring who he was. Of course, with someone as busy as she probably was, being a leader of their family, Apollo didn’t blame her in the slightest for not knowing his name. Allowing a smile to cross his lips, the unicorn shook his head, ebony mane swaying slightly in the covered shadows of the trees.

“It’s alright, Ophelia. Thank you for meeting with me.” He said softly to remedy any worry of appearing rude or unkind, “My name is Apollo.” He dipped his head slightly in greeting, the crystalline blue of his horn glinting in the light. It was the first time he had officially met Ophelia, and wanted to simply show his respect. The normally boyish stallion knew when to behave and act respectful, and this was one of those times. “No… I’m afraid that Ktulu didn’t bring me here. Phaedra, actually… She found me in the Threshold two seasons back, and brought me into your family. Ktulu welcomed me into the Grey, and… I have to say that I’m very thankful for it.” For family, to Apollo, meant everything. And that was exactly what the Grey had become.

Deciding to not beat around the bush and come right out with what he was inquiring, the black and white overo inhaled sharply and then released his breath. When he spoke next, there was nothing but honest emotion thick in his voice, passion in the underlay of his tones. “I wish to help the Grey in the only way I know how. I’m not a fighter, Ophelia…” A humorless chuckle escaped his lips then. While that statement was true, it also wasn’t, for if he was pushed and put in the right situation, Apollo would kill for his newfound family. His battle against the wolf-pack and the Kraken proved that. “Far from it. Instead, I want to offer my services as our doctor; our medic… I know that the position is open, ever since Tor left for the Edge.” Here, he trailed off, uncertain if his words would hurt the alabaster mare. How close Tor and Ophelia had been, the stag didn’t know.

“I just…” Apollo breathed in a deep sigh once more, a troubled expression crossing across his maw before finishing, “I just want to keep my new family safe and well.”

[ooc: Sorry for the poor post… XD I need some sleep.]


I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill."



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To Help, To Heal [Ophelia, The Grey] - by Apollo - 02-10-2013, 02:34 PM
RE: To Help, To Heal [Ophelia, The Grey] - by Apollo - 02-15-2013, 08:39 AM

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