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07-13-2014, 11:48 PM
Arvakl Clearly the Sun God is not impressed with me. I shrug my shoulders, finding that I don't really care if he is not impressed with me. He gives me nothing for my efforts except a nod as I complete his task. Fine. Go fuck yourself. My eyes flash with irritation at not getting my way. I snort at his magnificence, wanting to deny that his presence is radiant in more ways than one. Have it your way. I mutter under my breath. With a squeal I turn tail and gallop out into the field, spreading my beautiful pink wings as I go. My hooves tear up the soil, softened by the rain of the stormy mare. I pump my wings once, twice, thrice, and achieve lift off. Where I go, I do not know, but I have no desire to be around these pathetic creatures and their ridiculous God. He missed out on a chance to win a very special ally, or perhaps more appropriately, loyal follower. I am young, strong, and beautiful - who knows what I could have achieved for him? He burned that bridge, good luck repairing it. Once in the air I circle overhead a couple times, examining the scene I've left below. The Sun God's radiance still makes my eyes burn if I look too hard, and his glow makes it hard to see those around him. Many are departing - the ones he favors remain. Perhaps if I gave more shits I would stay to let them know how I feel about the matter. It doesn't matter. I will have my way somehow, someday, with or without the Sun God's aid. Someone will realize that I am a treasure and you want to be on my good side. Walk. Talk. OOC: Oh my .. sore loser isn't she! I'm so FANCY |
Plot Thread
*You may do anything you wish with Arvakl excluding dismemberment and death.
