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[OPEN] Frozen Homes [Atka, Open]

Apollo the Merciful Posts: 251
Outcast atk: 5.0 | def: 8.5 | dam: 5.5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 15.3 :: 11 HP: 63.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Zola :: Black Cat :: None Sparrow
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Geographically, the venture from the Threshold to the Foothills wasn't terribly far. The weather, while cold and somehat unpleasant, made Apollo move at a steady trot most of the way back home. Ebonite hooves would strike the earth in a leisurely melody, as he didn't want to exhaust Atka, but he did want to get home before nightfall, when the cold truly set it.

"So, Atka..." Apollo began, picking his words carefully as they approached the borders of the Grey, "Where have you come from, if you don't mind me asking? There are many souls that wander into the Threshold of this land, and each one of them has a past that drove him to arrive here..." Pausing, the paint's honey-brown eyes drifted to the stag's own bright blue orbs, curiosity shining in his amber depths. "Of course, if it's something that you'd rather keep to yourself, I can respect that. We are all entitled to our own secrets, after all"

Over the hills they crested, the landscape rising at a steady incline as they approached the Foothills. The smells of lush grasses danced along the breeze, ever-present despite the frigid temperatures. As the two progressed, however, a flurry of white danced in front of Apollo's face and he halted in his tracks. Head snapping upwards, head tilted in curiosity, the Earth Medic watched with fascination as yet another downy flake of white descended from the heavens. Why, could it be? Yes... It was snowing.

Apollo smiled. "Look, Atka... The snows are falling to welcome you home." As, indeed, they had finally arrived upon the borders of the Foothills. Around them, trees of all kinds lay in waiting, some with their leaves shed for the winter and the pines just as ripe and thick as ever. The stream trickled nearby, and off in the distant the roar of the waterfall could be heard. It wouldn't be long now until the said sounds of life waned, frozen in mid-life due to the extreme temperatures. Apollo's eyes roamed over the familiar landscape, a breathy sigh escaping him. Yes, this was home... And Apollo was thrilled to finally be able to share it with Atka.

"Welcome home, brother."

[ooc: Please excuse this terrible post. ;-;]

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Frozen Homes [Atka, Open] - by Apollo - 06-08-2013, 01:16 AM
RE: Frozen Homes [Atka, Open] - by Atka - 06-10-2013, 02:28 AM
RE: Frozen Homes [Atka, Open] - by Apollo - 06-11-2013, 08:01 PM

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