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02-18-2013, 03:46 PM
It seemed the trio would not have to wait long as a unicorn appeared, his coat much the safe as the glass horned freak he had faced in the Basin. However this one was different, much more sinister looking as he had multiple horns sticking out of his face. Alanna stood up and moved in front of Argetlam and growled softly. She did not like this stranger who did not smell like her bonded or his friend. Aaron watched as the blood bay drank from the pool of red, before speaking to the trio from the Foothills. His words were straight and to the point. Why were they here. Well that was simple enough. Argetlam spoke before Aaron could. It was Alanna however that caught Aaron's attention. Her keen sense of smell seemed to of gone into overdrive. At once she recognized the scent the bay did have on him that was not of this forest. The paint however kept this information to himself. Without a word Aaron shifted into a more protective stance as close as possible to Argetlam. Something was not right here, and he did not like it. This forest had once been welcoming, a safe haven for those of the Qian that did not belong to a herd. Now, it seemed like a very different group had taken over that did not mean as well as the Qian had. Little did Aaron know, just how well he knew the leaders of this group.. Or well thought he did. "something to say" |
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Aaron at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing him.
