Forging gold (Essetia)

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[PRIVATE] Forging gold (Essetia)

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Midas the Gallant Posts: 1,164

Deceased

Stallion :: Pegasus :: 14.3 hh :: Immortal :: Soul is 7 (FF) Buff: HUNTER

Fina :: Common Zephyr :: Phoenix & Wakiya & Neve :: Common Zephyr :: Arctic Angel

01-27-2015, 02:18 PM

Midas

Essetia is either feeling particularly forgiving, merciful, obliged...or a combination of all. Whichever emotion moved her decision, the beaten lass agrees to my offer of atonement, and I'm grateful. Lips curl into a passive smile at the sight of Romul breaking his rigid stance to sooth Essetia. Neve cooed in response, becoming steadily more curious than angry. I glance at the fawning canine with a look of perfect understanding, "We walk the same path." At this Fina puffs up, entirely against spending more time with people she considered 'traitors.'

Thankfully, mercifully, the phoenix kept her personal thoughts directed inward. I started to gesture toward yon forest, even that slight bend made me regret the action almost instantly as the wound on my neck pinched another painful reminder, "I'm glad to travel it with ye." Stepping forward to head on, I pushed through the patchy shadows and brushed past Essetia without further words.

She'd either follow or find her own way.

A silver glow descends from yon timber, Neve lands silently to join her sister. Our walk wouldn't take long. I knew the lay of this land well enough to know where our Medic visits and beds. The sun child quickly grows bored of glaring and sulking, she decides to hasten our venture by rising from my spine and joining the search. "Thank ye," words of gratitude. She could sense pain and how my body was starting to stiffen. A visible limp beginning to show in my normally smooth gate. Didn't they say only in agony did one learn their weakness? All strength was only a facade of the fragile points it hid.