No dawn, no day [Judge] [INVASION]

[OPEN] No dawn, no day [Judge] [INVASION]

Artemis Posts: 82

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Mare :: Unicorn :: 17hh :: 4 Buff: NOVICE

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08-13-2013, 04:13 PM (This post was last modified: 08-26-2013, 02:56 PM by Artemis.)

Her body was like that of a ghost, the mottled snow painting her body rippling like quicksilver under the iridescent glow of lamp lights that became more and more frequent as she neared the World's Edge. Despite her bulky frame, her steps were quiet, dulled by the sodden terrain of the forest floor. The earth was damp from the previous nights rain which had caused an eerie mist to settle over the landscape. Her steely grey eyes glanced sidelong, squinting through the fog toward her companions; their bodies cast long shadows as they passed the lanterns by, only to be cast into darkness once again. She hated the darkness, but she hated the light, dark, light, dark of the lamps even more. Glancing upward, she eyed the semi crescent that glowed faintly from behind the tree tops, almost completely obscured from view. It was as if the moon was laughing, its grin mocking the trail of equines that made their way through the trees in near blindness. It was as if the moon was a tyrant, overthrowing the sun and casting them into darkness; but now was no time to be seething about the moon, for like the moon that had corrupted the skies and defeated the sun, they too were on the assault.

Head arched and blood red markings vivid upon her pale face, the proud mare glimpsed the edge of the forest and an end to the towering tree's. In this forest, she felt very small; insignificant, despite her brutish frame, so she was glad to see the end of it. As she emerged, stopping just beyond the boundaries of the forest, she scanned the area for movement. Her companions of the Basin and her brothers ad sisters of the Grey stood proudly alongside her. Artemis had little idea why or who they were fighting; so little time it had been since her arrival; yet she did not care. Her heart was pumping in anticipation; fast, quick bursts that pumped adrenaline to her body. She was excited, but her training and demeanor taught her to keep calm in the wake of battle. The only signs of her impatience was the flicking of her tail on her thighs, and the alert, forward pricked ears that framed her slightly jagged horn.

She snorted softly. The mist that seemed to have settled over the lands obscured any movement in the distance, making it hard to make out if any figures were approaching, or their numbers. Taking a slow step forward, fully moving from the forest with her haunches close to the trees in an attempt to prevent behind taken by surprise, she waited. Her exterior was the epitome of calm; but inside, she was burning. She cared little for why she fought. It didn't matter. Fighting was what she was born to do.

It was all the mare was useful for.

[Setting: Early morning, misty/foggy. Edge borders, forest.
482 words. Artemis is ready.
0/4 invasion duel system.
0 magic used. 0 companion used.

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