Ice blue eyes scan blackness, except for a small hole of light. It gives the image of a frozen wasteland, and there is a feeling of unrest. Somehow, the white draft hears the call of the Night Mistress, and he follows. He is uneasy in his journey, as it is the middle of the night, and in the middle of the northern part of the continent. However, he is determined, and Casimir moves with sloppy hooves towards the Arch. The snow falls gently, and he finds no ice beneath him, but he is panicking nonetheless. He wished Kipp were here with him, or someone. He wished suddenly that he had a companion, one that would be able to take care of him and heal him when he needed it, and would help him traverse the world with fully functional eyes, not petty blind ones. The draft lacked grace suddenly and fell where the snow was deep. He didn’t fall too hard, but he still fell. Huffing and puffing, he slowly got back up, and saw a dark place in front of him, but it was glowing. He moved towards it, and could sense that the Goddess of the Moon must be here. Gods had great amounts of power he knew, and he could feel her enumerate it. The place was made of ice, and he was fearful, but kept moving. He took his time now, making sure his hooves were in a safe and sturdy place before moving to the next step. It took him a while to reach the purple goddess from the sky, but he did. There was someone else there, but he wasn’t sure whom. He hadn’t heard it speak, and it was standing away from the God. He began to be nervous, twitching a little, and standing on the other side of the room, but looking at the goddess before him.
“H-hello Gr-great Goddess.” He stuttered at first, and then slowed himself down, not wanting to be rude. “I have come to answer your call. Is there something you need Night Mistress?”
OCC: Casi would like to get his Chocolate Labrador
"Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away... where innocence is burned in flames..."
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