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[OPEN] Trees and Time

Zandora Posts: 85
Outcast atk: 7.0 | def: 10 | dam: 3.0
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15 HH :: 7 years HP: 60.0 | Buff: NOVICE
Evara :: Black Leopard :: None ShadowMare
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Zandora
I already know I'm going to hell
So at this very point...
It's go big or go home


Zandora was happy. How strange it was, the feeling of joy. She had some awesome encounters recently, and her icy heart felt thawed. Although she still had that nagging feeling that something was wrong, and that she was still a mental wreck, Zandora would not let those thoughts ruin her moments of bliss, even if it was just that; a moment. She wouldn’t abuse her time, she would indulge of every second that allowed to her to be okay. That was how life was going to work now, somehow in the future she would overcome this bump in the road, but whilst she was still climbing to get over this mountain of mistakes, she would make every beat of her heart count.

The cold surrounded her, the icy wind biting at her coat like thousands of needles. She had found herself wondering around in the frigid temperatures for quite a while now, her skin slowly started to get used to such winds as frostfall continued to disperse it’s wrath upon Helovia. The sound of the wind howled in her ears as she searched for water, her head arching low to power through the gusty breath of frost. Trees begun to spot the frozen landscape, a small translucent stream rippling through the white dunes.

As she continued to fight the strong winds, her mind focusing on placing one dagger in the front of the other, she nearly ran into the man her eyes had been so trained on the ground. Zandora’s head shot up as she looked her -almost- roadkill over. His coat was of fine creams and browns, a dorsal like marking trailing his spine. His tassels fell in thick wavy curls, and his mane was bleached and cropped. His face was studded with two goat horns that curved away from his face, as well as ear piercings and nasal spurs. Quite a sight he was, all ivorys and rusts. Her voice of smokes and honeys, low and sharp sung out. [color= #000000]“Sorry about that, this damn weather throwing me off.”[/color] She muttered, eyes void of emotion looking in his pools.

 

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Messages In This Thread
Trees and Time - by Demothi - 08-10-2015, 05:29 PM
RE: Trees and Time - by Zandora - 08-11-2015, 01:53 PM
RE: Trees and Time - by Zandora - 08-20-2015, 12:55 AM
RE: Trees and Time - by Demothi - 08-13-2015, 09:44 PM

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