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THE SHOW GOES ON
your masks do not fool me
This place had become like a second home to the mare. Back and forth, back and forth, desperate to bring in new members for her small family. More often than not, she failed. Artemis was somewhat lacking in charm or charisma, and struggled to portray the happy, peppy mare so often preferred in this dismal land or perpetual darkness. Yet how could she stay bright and airy, when she missed the sun and her mother and her home in the great snows of the North? She sighed, tugging through draping vines that tangled her mane and slung haphazardly in her path. She muttered insults under her breath directed toward the foliage. The vines seemed only to thicken with her words and, angered by not only the greenery but filled with frustration to the betrayal that had recently occurred in her home, she slashed at the vines with her horn.
Betrayal. It was a harsh word, and not exactly true, yet Artemis did feel that it had been the case. She shed innocent blood, fel like she had to for her family, yet after a defeat they abandoned ship. Maybe she was being harsh. If anything, she should be glad. Apollo would not ask her to fight those who could not defend themselves. Apollo was kind.
She sighed as she cut through at last, powering onward as sticky mud slurped under heel. Her ears pricked, trying to relinquish her mind to the silence and to ignore the thought that plagued her mind. As it was, she heard not silence, but voices. Curious, she tilted her head and slowed her steps, moving through the blackness like a ghost - a bulky, large ghost. As quietly as a mare her size could, she emerged from the shadows and quietly eyed the pair of dark pelted horses. Where they related, or simply friends? By the way the stallion mocked the other she figured he was either a jerk brother, or an even more awful stranger. She cleared her throat. "It is unbecoming to mock a lady, sir." She said quietly, silvery teal eyes flashing through the dark, her face marked with a crimson tear stained marking. She smiled toward the lady, bowing her head slightly to the pair.
"Speech goes here"
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