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09-20-2013, 02:46 AM
the dark lady watches the protective mother lash her tail around her childe in protection, she wonders at her meanings and notes suspicion in the new mother's orbs. is it reasonable to assume, she thinks with a small amount of bitter tang in her maw. she is to be afraid of. a curse that none of the main herd lands wished to take in. and she does not blame them. because she would bring but doom to their sacred grounds. but she does have a home, she reminds herself, the white general offered her a home, and she is going to do all she can to make sure it does not befall the same fate as the herd lands would. she will not see it littered unto the ground as ash and soot. she remember's when she was not many moons older then little apollo, she remembers the slicing of her mother's flesh, the warm blood that spatters her maw with sin, she remember's fear and horror and she remembers being alone. dreadfully alone as she looks at the shocked, empty orbs of that which she was birthed to. the demon's had forced her to the act. it was the one death she may- somewhere- deep down, regret. it is the one death she feels is.. off. her sharp orbs trail to the golden goddess again as she introduces herself, dragonheart, yes, she can see this, dragonheart. a mirage. of what, however? they spoke of terms and conditions and the golden goddess turned to her eventually, speaking to her of the courtesy of no harm befalling her for her peaceful actions and words. she dips her dome in that of a goodbye, graciously, and begins to move forth. but her maw pauses, a split second near the brute, long enough to speak softly; words intended for only his ears and his alone. "if your family needs help of any kind.." her harks flick upwards easily. "i may be found in the marsh of ghosts. i will do what i can to assist you in any needs." her lyrics are quick, and with a lingering glance at the scene, a wary orb places on the dragonheart, hoping she is not leaving the small family only to be devoured by ravenous teeth. and then she is gone, a shadow in the mists, melding, disappearing. to home, yes. she has done her deed for the day. @[Azzaron] @[Delinne] @[Mirage] [notes: you may now continue on without circuta, as she has left the vicinity! <3] CREDITS
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