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 It was awkward and a bit difficult trying to get used to living in the Falls. Ktulu still found herself calling it the Foothills from time to time and always had to correct herself, but no matter how the land changed it would still be the Foothills. It would still be the land that she raised her children in and ruled over with her sister so long ago. It would always be a land that she loved despite her anger, however misplaced it may have been, with the God of the Earth. The dark mare sighed as she waited for the mare that she had assigned to patrol with herself to arrive. She'd never met Parelia before, but she had heard the mare's name mentioned in passing and knew that she wanted to help with the patrols. It did feel good to know that non-warriors wanted to help and pick up some of the slack. A strange sound drew her attention skyward and she stopped and watched a pegasus as it dove down toward the ground. A frown pulled the corners of the Constrictor's mouth down and her ears fell back. Was something wrong with the pegasus? Was it going to crash into the ground and kill itself? At the last moment it caught itself, wings spreading to slow the fall and How reckless. "Parelia?" Ktulu spoke the mare's name only because she knew that her patrol partner was a pegasus mare, much like the one that just pulled her little stunt. "." |
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