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01-26-2014, 03:23 PM
Newly recruited to the world of the Basin, it suited the tawny mare well, welcoming her home with a wide embrace. It was her time to shine as a warrior, serving the supremacy of the unicorns, and protecting the land that lady Illynx had granted her the right to live upon. Valhalia would not let them down and would only continue serving them like a guard dog protecting its master. Frigid air enveloped her petite bodice, the tingling cold sending delighted shivers traveling up a curved spine.
But a voice boomed through the Basin lands, a huddle of unicorns caught silver orbs urging the mare to walk up to witness the commotion. There, the other leader that she hadn't met, Deimos was ordering them to leave! Wraiths wasn't it? Those damned demons that lurked in the ushered rumors of the Basin members. So they were real?
Dull anger sparked and unfurled within her, vicious like a wolf baring its fangs. She had recently come, willing to serve, to stand and fight! Desiring these spineless cowards, foolish demons to appear so she could stamp a hole through their bony craniums. Velvet lips were pulled into a frown, teeth gritting beneath flesh and skin, wanting to grasp the hide of one of those stupid wraiths and rip it. How dare they force the unicorns to flee as if the were some sort of damn god!
They were running away just like that, not even standing to crush those creatures. If one of those spineless zombies every presented itself to her, have in mind Valhalia would make them regret chasing out the Basin members. But now, crowned head bowed in utmost respect, Valhalia would do as she was told, following them to the safety of the Sanctuary. What about Deodat and Lady Illynx? Were they spared the infection, also residing in the safety of the sanctuary. Information less, Valhalia could only hope.
But a voice boomed through the Basin lands, a huddle of unicorns caught silver orbs urging the mare to walk up to witness the commotion. There, the other leader that she hadn't met, Deimos was ordering them to leave! Wraiths wasn't it? Those damned demons that lurked in the ushered rumors of the Basin members. So they were real?
Dull anger sparked and unfurled within her, vicious like a wolf baring its fangs. She had recently come, willing to serve, to stand and fight! Desiring these spineless cowards, foolish demons to appear so she could stamp a hole through their bony craniums. Velvet lips were pulled into a frown, teeth gritting beneath flesh and skin, wanting to grasp the hide of one of those stupid wraiths and rip it. How dare they force the unicorns to flee as if the were some sort of damn god!
They were running away just like that, not even standing to crush those creatures. If one of those spineless zombies every presented itself to her, have in mind Valhalia would make them regret chasing out the Basin members. But now, crowned head bowed in utmost respect, Valhalia would do as she was told, following them to the safety of the Sanctuary. What about Deodat and Lady Illynx? Were they spared the infection, also residing in the safety of the sanctuary. Information less, Valhalia could only hope.
