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09-01-2013, 10:33 PM
Her blue eyes followed the fallen angel dressed in pink, keeping track of the dagger stick she had so expertly stored in her knotted up mass of a tail. Kahlua did not distrust the mare, she was just cautious of her jumpy nature. Kahlua could understand. She was rather unsettled as well. Though Resplendence had gone into her fight with purpose, they both had done battle they were not fit to do. It was pure happenstance they had met, though Kahlua was pleased with the coincidence. As the roller coaster ride of her emotions had begun to calm, the pain from the large laceration on her thigh was increasing steadily. The throbbing had been there all along, of course, she had simply not had the brain capacity to acknowledge it while she was so busy rising and falling. “What are we looking for, exactly?” She said finally, wincing as she stepped too heavily on her left hind limb. Blood from the wound, though coagulated, stained her limb down to the pastern. Though she had attended Smoke's lesson for the members of the herd, she was not certain she could remember anything the healer had said to her now. To be honest, she hadn't tried that hard to memorize the plants. She was certain she would never have to use them herself. After her fight with Ricochet, she had no intention of ever doing battle again. Fate would not have it that way, of course. The lizard from hell and the unicorn had both come into her life without warning and left her little choice but to fight. “And you are brave to have fought her, you know? Some of us would have run from such an impossible situation.” Kahlua let her compliment settle into the air and then she smiled kindly. She meant the words, of course, but she had also said them with some purpose. After all, if she was to be spending time with this mare it would be best to have her in a good mood. Nothing like a sour mare to get confused between Horsetail and Hemlock. Not that Kahlua knew which of those was good or bad, just that one would keep her living and one would have her rather cold on the ground. And really, Kahlua had too much living to do for the latter. She hadn't even achieved fame yet. Yes, helping the fallen angel rise was of the utmost importance right now. @[Resplendence] |
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