The Sticky That Holds It

the Rift

[OPEN] The Sticky That Holds It

Arah Posts: 343

Outcast atk: 7 | def: 10.5 | dam: 3

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15hh :: 5 HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE

Wynter :: Royal Griffin :: Draining Clutch Frostie

#13

02-14-2015, 07:00 PM

A R A H

Catch my gaze, I dare you.

They made a funny couple to be sure, him so dark, quiet and myserteous and her, light, pleasant and balletic. Wynter lead the way, she followed Deimos and Thranduil. Ahead she also noted Torleik and Ophelia, ah the joys of being together again! After having dropped off the animals at the boat, not much had passes between Arah and Ulrik. Clearing her throat the doe paused for a moment wondering what she should lead with. "Sure will be glad when all this traveling is over." Arah spoke with a light hearted toned.

Looking around the forest she paused before setting off towards the base of a tree. The ark needed supplies? Supply she would

Both she and her bonded set to work immediately. Sticks were bunched up and stacked upon Arah back or stuck in between the strands of her hair. Leaves were also added to the pile. Smaller stones pebbles were gathered by Wynter, who grabbed as many as she could before setting off back towards the boat. Arah turned to Ulrik with a grin. "Ready?"

And I ain't afraid to die, I’m afraid of going to hell.

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