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07-11-2013, 05:47 AM
Hellena
The depression that took her was saddening to watch. I observed her resolve, built up on fear and paranoia, finally crumble, the pieces falling down bit by bit, until all that was left was an empty shell. A frown creased my brow, as I yearned to chase this terrible emotion away from her - but I did not know how, and so I remained, standing, silently watching, drinking in all around me. As Smoke reached her muzzle out to the mare, I wondered just how much the simple gesture could do - certainly I had never experienced it myself, at least not from a physical being - the mists of the Edge was an exception. They were my constant companion.The hustle and bustle arrival of another was received with quiet continued observation. It was so much that I knew she was coming, but when I heard her footsteps nearby, I had guessed quite accurately at just what would unfold. A friend, a loved one, a young, vibrant girl from the Throat. I did not refute her entry, nor did I blame her for the emotional display she performed. I was glad even, that she had taken on the burden of standing so near to our fallen friend, lest I begin to feel awkward for my decidedly distant approach. With a violet gaze touching upon the canine that waited just on the cusp of the shadows, I nodded in agreement to Smoke's words, before offering my own with quiet assurance. "I am glad you are here. She will need help to return to her home, when the time comes." [ ooc :: Sorry for the wait love! @[Africa] ] |
