From the trees, Phaedra slipped soundlessly.
Her sooty coat gleamed in the sunlight, as her slender muscles carried her to stand abreast with Ophelia. Now back in her true body, the golden-girl appeared more beautiful than ever - her natural and once-muted beauty, now seeming more lustrous and enchanting than ever. For she was enchanted; enchanted with the magic of the sirens, a well earned gift given by the Goddess of the Moon. Although she was not actively using her magic, it was still there - a dangerous glisten on the tips of her wings, an enticing sparkle in her eye. An amused look was cast over Tonka. This was not the first she had heard of the assassins nay, for a true spy - true mercenaries as the Grey were - would not be so easily surprised. Especially not by these blundering fools. The stallion's haughty words only revealed how pathetic they truly were.
Briefly, her gaze fell upon Archibald. With a coy wink, she made a mental note to get that bad boy alone for a little chit-chat, in the near future. However, as her gaze moved silently to Ophelia, all pretense of flirtation and amusement dissipated. Phi, was the one who had taken her in - who had seen some small amount of usefulness in the flighty creature who had first entered Helovia. Now here Phae stood, strong, enchanted, and gifted with a special skill-set, given to her by the white mare. She would do anything that Ophelia asked of her; to the keeper of memories, she would be forever faithful. Wordlessly, she nodded to her leader, as Stella circled high above, watching the perimeter for any other assassins, who would join.
[Assume Vermillion and Raeden are chillin' somewhere since this is a herd meeting. :3]
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Assassins Fall, One by One [Tonka|Foothills herd meeting]
HP: 45.5
