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12-07-2013, 03:37 PM
It had been a quiet journey overall. Lace had kept mostly to himself as he followed the mares back home, busying himself with ensuring the safety of the small piece of herd to keep thoughts from running wild. There were many things he wanted to talk to the chestnut mare about, questions that burned like nettles on the tongue. Yet he remained silent, replying only absentmindedly whenever he was addressed and left the talking to Brisa and Kahlua. Evangeline seemed caught up in her own troubles as well, and so it was with relief the grullo spotted the glistening stretch of glass border that caught the rays of the sun from a distance.
Intent on going his own way once they were all safely within the cool embrace of the wall, the stallion only nodded with a faint smile as the dragonbonded girl thanked them - for what, he thought quietly. Worsening a situation she had been perfectly equipped with handling on her own? Snatching her up to include in a herd that was far from safe and peaceful, as much as they wanted to pretend in the stillness of the dense forest? Lace had no doubt that she would lead a much safer life away from the dirty business that was herd politics... But that was no way for a leader to think, now was it.
"Of course" he said quietly with a soft voice, and let the curve of the lips fade. "If you need anything just let me know, I will do what I can. Make yourself at home."
As he turned to leave the pale dragon leaped away from his back where she had perched and swooped up towards the canopy, soon invisible in the vivid labyrinth of greenery. A warbling call sent an echo bouncing between the never ending trunks that formed the shaded cathedral - and somewhere in the distance a chorus of draconian voices replied, welcoming her back home.
Dim vales- and shadowy floods-
And cloudy-looking woods,
Whose forms we can't discover
For the tears that drip all over!
Huge moons there wax and wane-
Again- again- again-
And cloudy-looking woods,
Whose forms we can't discover
For the tears that drip all over!
Huge moons there wax and wane-
Again- again- again-
♦ Permission granted to use magic and violence on Lace and Fajira
♦ Only tag in new threads, spars and if it's urgent
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