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10-09-2015, 09:41 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-11-2015, 11:15 PM by Laedere.
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i can tell your heart's cold -- like a fallen angel walking in your sleep
Laedere shuffled her feet. Aye, she was told to patrol the area near the Heart Caves. She was unsure of whom was supposed to accompany upon this endeavour, but she sincerely hoped that it did not include Ampere. She did not wish to have another fight with the mare who was right near her. Yes that was the main struggle. How did she not cause more problems with the herd who now saw her as a trouble maker. The herd that now saw her as even more of an outcast than she had originally felt. Yea. This wasn't going to go very well.
Still, Ardere floated on ahead of her. Doing small clicks and then turning around in the air, garnering attention and attempting to ease the struggle that was still rolling in Laedere's head. So what exactly was this entire thing? How did one manage to come here? It was... a ruins. It had the cracks of lava spreading throughout it, and then an entrance below. It was what she imagined Pompeii would have been had she had the strength to stay. Pale eyes peered back and forth across the terrain before residing at the start of the cave.
Should she wait for others to appear? Should she travel within, to check and see who might be there? To see what she might hear? Oh, this was too difficult. She was not sure what she was supposed to do to impress those around her. Aye, but she couldn't even figure out how to channel what little abilities she had. She was of no use to the herd. She just kinda moved as the winds took her, and watched what she could. She tried to stay out of others ways unless they requested assistance.
Aye... would anyone other than Einarr even want her assistance after that herd meeting? She gulped, trying to swallow her fear with the situation before awaiting another Throat member's arrival.
Still, Ardere floated on ahead of her. Doing small clicks and then turning around in the air, garnering attention and attempting to ease the struggle that was still rolling in Laedere's head. So what exactly was this entire thing? How did one manage to come here? It was... a ruins. It had the cracks of lava spreading throughout it, and then an entrance below. It was what she imagined Pompeii would have been had she had the strength to stay. Pale eyes peered back and forth across the terrain before residing at the start of the cave.
Should she wait for others to appear? Should she travel within, to check and see who might be there? To see what she might hear? Oh, this was too difficult. She was not sure what she was supposed to do to impress those around her. Aye, but she couldn't even figure out how to channel what little abilities she had. She was of no use to the herd. She just kinda moved as the winds took her, and watched what she could. She tried to stay out of others ways unless they requested assistance.
Aye... would anyone other than Einarr even want her assistance after that herd meeting? She gulped, trying to swallow her fear with the situation before awaiting another Throat member's arrival.
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