Stitching The Pieces Together Again [Parelia]

[PRIVATE] Stitching The Pieces Together Again [Parelia]

Parelia Posts: 210

Outcast atk: 6 | def: 9.0 | dam: 4

Mare :: Pegasus :: 14.3 :: 7:: Frostfall HP: 61.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Penna :: Peregrine Falcon :: None Parelia

06-30-2014, 06:27 PM

The cremello mare had been grazing away from the herd in an attempt to help heal her broken heart. Ever since she had left the falls those few weeks ago she couldn't help but feel all the pain like the sharpest hottest knife in her heart. She had never felt so miserable and broken before even after everything she had been through. Parelia sighed and chewed with her head down honey orbs closed. A sudden growl made the mare jump a few feet into the air. Her heart racing as she spun to face the sound. Powerful white and black stripped shoulders rose from the grass causing the mare to tense ready to fight. A head followed the shoulders, she half reared before she noticed the stunning blue eyes glittering at her. She threw herself down with a thud, "Kiara what are you..." She froze her heart beating faster with a new fear in her body. Feathers were sticking out of the cats mouth, Penna's feathers. Instantly she reached for their bond searching for signs of him. She could feel fear and anxiety pounding through their connection. 'Oh Gods please be ok!' She pulled her attention back to the cat in time to see her running off, and she gave chase.

After a while they made it as far as the Secret Grove causing a deep twist of pain to pierce her heart. She carried on after the Tiger running as fast as her small frame can go. Suddenly Kiara put on a burst of speed racing ahead swerving and dodging until Parelia couldn't see her anymore. In her blind panic the mare couldn't follow her scent or the smashed grass where Ciceron's bonded had run to. She squealed in her panic unable to hold back anymore. Fear for her own soul-mate the pain of losing her knight and the pain of raising a colt on her own boiled up and was being released in a wild panic she could not control. She screamed again her voice tearing at the night like Penna's talons in his prey.

"Speach"’Thoughts’
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OOC: @[Ciceron]

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