The Sticky That Holds It

[OPEN] The Sticky That Holds It

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

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

Penna :: Peregrine Falcon :: None Parelia

#16

02-14-2015, 08:10 PM

Penna wheeled above her head calling softly in excitement. They hadn't done something together like this in forever, and having Ciceron with them just made it that much better for the both of them. The cremello and teal streaked girl laughed happily as she cantered away from her silver knight. Honey eyes danced playfully as she glanced back to him swishing her long creamy tail at his face.

Racing towards the woods thoughts of branches racing through the winged mare's mind. If the Gods wanted their help she would give it, even though she saw no reason he really would need though help. Halting to a walk the girl looked around searching for large enough branches that would be large enough, yet small enough to carry back. Penna screeched from deeper in the woods drawing her forward. He had found a branch small enough she could carry, but large enough to do a decent job patching up a whole. Leaning down to grab the smooth wood she positioned it just right in her tender mouth so her head wouldn't lean either way, before trotting back towards her horned mate.

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