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[OPEN] This is not right [Foothills]

Arrane Posts: 127
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Stallion :: Equine :: 16.2 hh :: 5 years
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ARRANE
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Fleeing from the scene. Running away with Boa from the immediate threat. Micha was transformed into some sort of monster, a demon that tried to kill him, or turn him into one of its kind. His pulse was racing at top speed, heart beating, cyan eyes wild with panic. The once composed warrior male was faced with a new threat, and was kind of freaking out.

He made sure Boa was safe and by his side, for he eventually confided in her words and followed her advice to run away instead of fight. Arrane did stand still, and was prepared for a battle, but in the end realization struck. Micha was not normal. A being of darkness had inhibited her once bay body, coloring her an onyx shade. She was a dangerous threat now, and Arrane didn't know if she was on their tail.

If she was, he would have to turn around and vanquish her, but for now it was a warning call to all of the Foothill horses. Somewhat composing himself, the stallion stopped, hoping Boa was with him. Running through the camp, deep masculine tones rang out. "APOLLO, LAKOTA, PHAEDRA! EVERYONE!" Panting in between words, he tried to blurt them out as quick as he could. "THE FOOTHILLS IS IN DANGER, PLEASE COME HERE!" Arrane was no leader, but he was a warrior sounding an alarm, awaiting his leaders directions.

He just couldn't abandon them in the midst of a demon. It was his duty to even give up his life to protect the Foothills.


"Talking"
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OOC:; // Arrane is no herd leader, but he's panicked and sounding a warning call for Apollo and the others






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