Rain, Rain Go Away (Elsa)

Rain, Rain Go Away (Elsa)

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01-29-2014, 08:06 PM

Her hooves moved swiftly, nimbly through the forest. her wings resting comfortably on her sides. The storm raged on overhead, enslaving Orva to the unusual terrain of the forest. Another crack of lightning rang through the air, giving the mare just another distant reminder of the dirt and pine needles underfoot.
Suddenly her head turned to the left, her senses alert as she heard something. It rang through the air like a crow's lonesome plea. Orva stopped walking, the mare squinted towards the source of the sound. Her vision impaired by the pouring rain. "Who is it?" Orva asked, her ears straining to hear the other's reply.

Elsa the Icebound Posts: 644

World's Edge Protector atk: 6 | def: 10.5 | dam: 6

Mare :: Pegasus :: 16.2 Hands :: Six (Frostfall) HP: 73 | Buff: BULK

Edgar :: Plain Zephyr :: Arctic & Wakiya Klare

01-30-2014, 05:15 PM (This post was last modified: 01-30-2014, 05:31 PM by Elsa.)

Elsa wandered into the Threshold again. She felt like she had a duty to protect those who wandered in. Especially at a time like this- where correct information was the difference between life and death.

So here she was, under a cloudy, cool sky. The darkness had yet to penetrate this area, and it seemed like it never would. She drew in a fresh breath, glad to be free of the dark dankness of the caves. It was so crowded in there. She trotted happily about until a voice caught her ears. They called out to an entity they thought was somewhere. Maybe it was her that the voice was after. Stopping, she walked cautiously over to the sound. Though nothing, not even a storm or crazy butt mare, could kill her mood.

As she drew near she made out the body of a grey pegasus. She had black, glossy wings and black accents along her face and eyes. Her hip held the imprint of another odd symbol. She was quite a sight to see. Almost the exact opposite of Elsa. A mysterious feeling filled her, but she was doing her job to the Asylum, and would recruit. "Hello miss. I'm Elsa, what brings you to this land. Helovia as all the inhabitants here call it." She dipped her head in respect and awaited the answer from the grey mare. Maybe, just maybe, the numbers of the Asylum would rise.

"Talking"

Elsa

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