cold breath on your neck; [invasion]

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[OPEN] cold breath on your neck; [invasion]

Illynx the GildedBlade Posts: 413

Hidden Account atk: 7.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 3

Mare :: Unicorn :: 16hh :: 13 HP: 67.5 | Buff: ENDURE

Kyst :: Common Griffon :: Zapping Jab Bunnie

08-13-2013, 02:51 PM (This post was last modified: 08-14-2013, 12:45 PM by Illynx.)

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illynx,

The misty forest of her childhood loomed, the giant trees like a sentient army framing the sky; the golden mare strutted forward upon healing legs, her heart a steady but heavy drumbeat in her chest, her skin tingling with excitement for what was to come, for what had already passed. For all her wallowing in misery for the complacency of her people, there was now action. Her kin marched in alongside her, before her, behind, and more brilliant than the pride in her unicorn brethren was the pride in herself; a newly forged (and metaphorical, of course) crown now settled upon her brow, nestled itself among her ebony tresses, placing a keen and obvious pride in each step that the mare made through dew laden grasses strewn across the forest floor.

Her last presence in the gateway into the forest had been filled with sorrow and bitterness; on this occasion, she was filled with hope, the fervor of vindication burning upon her tongue. It settled neatly upon her senses like the first time one tastes sugar, and though she may have overestimated their chances, she felt rather strong in her convictions that today, the Plague was making a step in the forward direction.

A stirring cry broke towards her allies, who had begun to break away into their planned formations, and she eased her gait into a canter, her slender body moving through the ring of forest that surrounded the open field along the cliff for which the land was named, her eyes on watch for any approaching her sides or rear; she chose a position the furthest away from any of the "campfires" burning near by that she could manage that also had ample room to maneuver about in. She angled her hind end towards a large tree, hoping that it's girth would provide cover for her rear as she awaited for her opponent to arrive.

[ Setting: Early morning, misty/foggy. Edge borders, forest.
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