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It had been several months since Tio's disappearance. He had been building storm clouds around the Dragon's Throat in preparation for war and then suddenly, without warning, without any kind of sign, it vanished, and so had he. Now, as Orangemoon gripped the land in it's chilly golden fingernails, a bronze-hued stallion limped his way through the deep forest. He remembered his last trip into these trees and anger raged behind those acidic green eyes. All of his plans, ruined. And now Frostfall was knocking on the door, and he had no choice but to wait until Birdsong to build up his army again. The land was preparing for hibernation, and so to must his threat.
He hobbled forwards with a soft squeal of pain and fell against the thick trunk of a tree. He recognized the place as the same clearing he had met Ktulu in. He tried to bend his left foreleg, but the pain was too great for him to achieve much. Gasping for breath and bracing himself to continue to a more sheltered place, he froze as he heard rustling in the undergrowth nearby. He blinked, pricking his ears and looking around. Many moons had passed since the Grey had made their home here, and he knew when great power suddenly moved away, other things were likely to come out- dangers that would never have dared show their face before. As he was now, he was an easy meal with a target painted on his barrel.
Then the wind changed course and it ruffled his mane and blew a scent towards his nose that he hadn't sensed in a very long time. But... what was she doing here? Why now? His eyes raked over the surrounding trees and he snorted. Raising his head, he called out, first wordlessly, and then-
"Phaedra? ... That you?"
He had not missed the fact that there were other scents too, several, in fact, and he felt a growing sense of unease as he realized she was not alone.
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Phaedra, played by Aud
Whoever else she decided to bring with her to ambush him. xD
Let's get this over with, kay? |
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[P] What goes up, must come down [Phaedra, Steal thread]
