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01-27-2014, 12:50 AM
Miserable could be one of the words used to describe the enclosing cavern, one that suffocated one of light. The air was warm, according the frigid mare, something that did not appeal to her at all. A frown masked velvety lips, the mare wandering aimlessly through these tunnels. Although most would be rejoicing at having found the safe haven, Valhalia was furious--enraged. For freaking out loud she was a warrior! It ran fiercely in her veins to get out of twisting tunnels and crush every last one of those spineless cowards. Silver orbs were lit with a loathing light, and the same thoughts of annihilating continued circulating in her mind until a falling mare broke all those thoughts.
Spontaneously, someone fell from the ceiling, tumbling on stone hard ground. If it were some equine filth, the tawny mare could care less, but this mare was crowned with a graceful horn. Rigid, with cold eyes Valhalia approached with lips tightened. The gray mare began waking up, looking around as if she were searching for someone. A miniscule smile formed as the petite body approached. Another crowned brother stood nearby, trying to blend in with the stony wall. A pale stallion, the shade of fine ivory with violet markings, he wasn't such an eyesore despite his strange behaviour.
Craning her head towards the startled stallion, a charming smile played upon velvet lips, beckoning him for friendship. "Hello", flirtatious vocals purred from her throat, yet the warrior bowed her head still in a signal of respect. Averting her face to the mare, stoic mask still planted her eyes showed minimal sympathy. "That was a rough fall...are you okay?", tsking slightly, silver orbs mischievously glanced at her. "Are you looking for someone? Perhaps other Basin members?" The question remained unanswered for the moment as the tawny mare continued watching the fellow unicorn lass and stallion.
Spontaneously, someone fell from the ceiling, tumbling on stone hard ground. If it were some equine filth, the tawny mare could care less, but this mare was crowned with a graceful horn. Rigid, with cold eyes Valhalia approached with lips tightened. The gray mare began waking up, looking around as if she were searching for someone. A miniscule smile formed as the petite body approached. Another crowned brother stood nearby, trying to blend in with the stony wall. A pale stallion, the shade of fine ivory with violet markings, he wasn't such an eyesore despite his strange behaviour.
Craning her head towards the startled stallion, a charming smile played upon velvet lips, beckoning him for friendship. "Hello", flirtatious vocals purred from her throat, yet the warrior bowed her head still in a signal of respect. Averting her face to the mare, stoic mask still planted her eyes showed minimal sympathy. "That was a rough fall...are you okay?", tsking slightly, silver orbs mischievously glanced at her. "Are you looking for someone? Perhaps other Basin members?" The question remained unanswered for the moment as the tawny mare continued watching the fellow unicorn lass and stallion.
