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We steal, then we ride. [Faelene & Open]

Arah Posts: 343
Outcast atk: 7 | def: 10.5 | dam: 3
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15hh :: 5 HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE
Wynter :: Royal Griffin :: Draining Clutch Frostie
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03-03-2013, 05:12 PM (This post was last modified: 03-03-2013, 05:14 PM by Arah.)
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The strange mare still remembered that flash of magic, with an imagination to match it from her grandmother. It rendered her different, her horn changed to antlers and her eyes became their golden colour over the old light clear blue. Arah had been saved through being made different.
So she would do her best to catch it, it being her old self. The one who she missed most. She missed just being able to to fit it, it's classic for one to feel this, but it will not be contained. No one was ever able to fight these feelings at the best of times. No, it took another to accept them before they truly felt like they fitted in. The desire to have the same magic as her grandmother...well the thought pumped through her brain, through her name, nothing will change until she understood what it felt like to have such abilities.

But enough of the games, her shadow is a tidal wave, always following her around with her dark past. The family incident which resulted in her residing in the basin. However she was making sure to rewrite the odds, after all, it's not the dog in the fight, but the fight in the dog. Arah, she had a lot of fight in her. She wouldn't, couldn't give into her family. This is what made her feel like she was winning her own personal fight. This is blood, sweat & tears, her being here ready to fight for her new herd. Flesh & bone a better way, a family of hope, knocking on fate's gate.

Her feet left imprints in the snow as she made her way back to her den. She was freezing and wanted to get some rest. Only she had a feeling that he rest would be interrupted before it even got the chance to happen. She sighed at the feeling and just kept moving. Eyes slid over the landscape, her new home was beautiful and she hadn't really had the chance to appreciate it yet. So now she paused in her journey, eyes stuck to the area and mane and tail melting into the snow. She really was starting to love it here.

Haunted by my eyes, the way they hold your attention even in the loudest silences.
Notes; Yay, finally got it up. The fist two paragraphs are just so you could see how Arah thinks.
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We steal, then we ride. [Faelene & Open] - by Arah - 03-03-2013, 05:12 PM

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