| Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5 |
| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE |
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Altair :: Common Cerndyr :: Starpast
prissy |
 | | I can hear your cries of p a i n
All these feelings were storming about the filly like violent waves. Whipping winds seemed to reach for her heart, tormenting her. Violent pains reached for her young heart, and small voices seemed to creep into her mind every time she tried to sleep. And now, sleep had finally fallen over her like a gentle breeze. With lids closed over emerald eyes, the filly fell into a deep sleep.
Mind was black, like an endless room. Screaming out, the filly fell down... down... down. But bay bod hit nothing. Gravity did not matter here. It did not exist in this dream. Pain coursed through her body, and large, feathered wings sprouted from her sides. Yelping, the filly flapped them helplessly. Screaming louder and louder, the filly struggled to stop herself from falling. Her stomach seemed to be coming out of her throat as she fell farther down. The wings shattered like fragile glass, raining down upon the filly like rain drops. Gasping at how marvelous the sight was, she didn't realize the shards were forming a mirror. The mirror tilted forward, the fae's reflection screaming with her. Closing her eyes, the fae waited. In a flash pain coursed through her body, sending shocks of fear throughout her body. Looking down, the filly realized she wasn't herself. Her legs were... she was... a blue roan? Gasping, the filly realized who she was. Momma....? Gasping, the filly screamed and closed her eyes.
The sunlight was beginning to peek through the horizon, illuminating the bay filly's body. The dancing colors flooded onto the landscape, bouncing off the golden grass. Opening emerald orbs, the fae yawns, mouth expanding and blowing air from her lungs. Shaking her mane, the fae stumbles forward, standing upon the top of a hill, gazing down upon a field of bright gold grass. Flowers fight for room in the field, a whole array of colors dancing upon the flowers. Trotting down the hill, the fae struggles to keep herself from laughing. The flowers reach up to her stomach, tickling her delicate skin.
Sighing, the fae swings her head in a rhythmic manner, smiling as she does. Thoughts blossomed within her head, and suddenly Mesec wriggled within her head. Stopping abruptly, the filly begins to feel her stomach knot up and her body begin to heat up. If a horse could blush, she'd be rose red. Mesec... the dark demi-god that seemed to have sparked a new feeling deep within the fae. He was nice... but, in the Basin it seemed that everyone gave him dirty looks. They seemed to hate his wings, the way they looked at them. The filly knew exactly why. The Basin was unicorns only, and there were probably plenty of racist horses, so they probably thought Mesec shouldn't belong in the Basin.
Shaking her small head, the filly walks on, the sun rising slowly. She still wanted to know about this new feeling she felt around Mesec. Curious, the filly whinnies, emerald eyes twinkling with hope. The filly waited to see if there was any horses around, glancing around. Whoever she met, maybe they could tell her what this feeling was.
[[ The field is has golden grass, which is mostly hidden by flowers of many kinds and colors. The ground is shaped like a V but the left side it's very steep. I can try to pull up a picture if anyone needs it. :)]]
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