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03-31-2013, 07:22 AM
at what speed must I live, to be able to see you again? Torasin and his brown friend had been lingering around the heart, cropping at the grass that grew there whilst Kiba stared into the pit of fire with a look of extreme fascination. It was peaceful and the Moon Doctor found the calmness he'd been looking for, maybe he would travel onto the beach after. It had been sometime since they had set foot on it's grainy surface and danced in the glittering waters. If they set off now they could be there by morning tomorrow, though it looked like Kiba didn't really want to leave all that soon. Toraisn sighed and continued chewing, maybe in an hour or so the dragon would lose his interest. Or so he hoped. The had both remained like that for a matter of minutes until a new scent permeated around his nostrils and gilded ears pricked, head lifting into an alert position. His bonded had managed to drag himself away from the fire to land cautiously on his companion's patched rump to watch for who it was that entered that disturbed their recently found peace. Minutes seemed like hours but finally a little blue horse emerged and made his way over to the hell hole. His eyes seemed glazed over in thought as he stared intently at the pit. Torasin simply watched him for a few moments, noting his malnourishment with a wave of concern and the strange horns that stuck out of his neck on both sides. What a strange horse he was! Kiba nudged his bonded with his tail and together they made their way over to the blue horse, stopping not too close and proffering his head in a happy greeting. "Does something trouble you, Sir?" He asked in a sincere voice, Kiba softly trilling from the groove in his back. Claws twisted around pale mane. They both waited anxiously to see how they would be received, Torasin dearly hoping that this unicorn wasn't of the notorious Aurora Basin who liked to take what wasn't theirs. If he was, then the Doctor was surely doomed, his kindness had left him wide open for attack with only his dragon's keen senses as a defence. & kiba
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how much more do I have to lose, before my heart is forgiven?
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