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07-25-2013, 12:20 PM
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She walked thought the green misty forest almost
blinded. Occasionally Kathrine would flap her winds to see
clearly but very little would change. Her blue eyes squinted
at what she thought she was looking at was an inhabitant.
Oh she hoped not, the annoyed mare was in no mood to meet
someone who wasn't or could be of use to her. She thought
about fleeing and leaving this wretched forest but then she
remembered. The grape toned mare remembers she wasn't in
Kansas anymore, she as in a mysterious place she'd never seen
but only heard stories of. To be honest she never believed the
stories. "Gracious Kathrine...What have you gotten yourself into this
time." it was a mere mumble to herself but mostly the stupidity. She
felt like physically slapping herself, if only she had the guts to smack
her smooth iron cheeks- she would. Her eyes rolled in annoyance.
Maybe she didnt see a figure, maybe it was just the mist shaping itself
into one. Maybe. "Oh fuck." This time Kathrine wasn't talking to herself.
More or less. Sh referred to the high cliff that stood in her way. Now
of course those who have a brain would have told her to simply fly up
but no. Kathrine was way more complicated than that. On this day
she was particularly lazy. She had been flying around all day and found
herself in a wasteland, anymore mistakes like that and it could put her
in a dangerous situation. Oh how she loved those situations, it gave her
stimulation, and happiness- maybe turned her on just a little bit but that
was off the record. She laughed. Giggled an evil childish giggle. She
needed a place to spend the night, so maybe who ever was around
watching her could take her home with them. Kathrine surely didnt mind
one bid, she was willing...well almost
"The Witch Speaks"
Word Count: 325
OOC: For Immy and anyone else, she's weird.
blinded. Occasionally Kathrine would flap her winds to see
clearly but very little would change. Her blue eyes squinted
at what she thought she was looking at was an inhabitant.
Oh she hoped not, the annoyed mare was in no mood to meet
someone who wasn't or could be of use to her. She thought
about fleeing and leaving this wretched forest but then she
remembered. The grape toned mare remembers she wasn't in
Kansas anymore, she as in a mysterious place she'd never seen
but only heard stories of. To be honest she never believed the
stories. "Gracious Kathrine...What have you gotten yourself into this
time." it was a mere mumble to herself but mostly the stupidity. She
felt like physically slapping herself, if only she had the guts to smack
her smooth iron cheeks- she would. Her eyes rolled in annoyance.
Maybe she didnt see a figure, maybe it was just the mist shaping itself
into one. Maybe. "Oh fuck." This time Kathrine wasn't talking to herself.
More or less. Sh referred to the high cliff that stood in her way. Now
of course those who have a brain would have told her to simply fly up
but no. Kathrine was way more complicated than that. On this day
she was particularly lazy. She had been flying around all day and found
herself in a wasteland, anymore mistakes like that and it could put her
in a dangerous situation. Oh how she loved those situations, it gave her
stimulation, and happiness- maybe turned her on just a little bit but that
was off the record. She laughed. Giggled an evil childish giggle. She
needed a place to spend the night, so maybe who ever was around
watching her could take her home with them. Kathrine surely didnt mind
one bid, she was willing...well almost
"The Witch Speaks"
Word Count: 325
OOC: For Immy and anyone else, she's weird.
