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10-12-2015, 11:50 PM
the tempest of an unrelenting sea
She had been fighting. Ferociously. A tangle of particularly vicious kelp had ensnared her— barbs biting at her plated skin. Because kelp needed barbs in this gods-forsaken land. But, truly, it had not been the hooked leaves that had her struggling so madly. It had been her wisps of blue blood chumming the ocean for some gods-cursed mutant predator. She had snarled viciously in an explosion of bubbles beneath the surface.
And then she was free.
Free as a
The kelp was normal, delicious kelp (as she found out by savagely biting into it for her revenge). Though she did not stick around for long. This could be some sadistic trick that these sickened lands loved to play.
Except it wasn’t.
As she burst forth from the depths in a spray of crystalline droplets, she saw equines. So many. And a god. A god that was not eating or polluting or killing. A god that was building… a bridge? To where?
Scaled ears pin flush with her head as severely mistrustful eyes glare around her. Her aqua and teal ringed eyes were unblinking as she swam with athletic grace, gliding through the water. Breaching the shallows beneath the bridge, she stared warily, snorting and stomping a webbed hoof in another spray of water.
“What’s the price?” Her throaty growl was skeptical as she asked this “Lord of the Earth” (as one of the winged horses called him) the cost of salvation. Nothing was free in these lands.
Overly large eyes swivel to the mare who was collapsed against the shoreline. Unblinking stare assesses the still form. She is breathing. So she is fine. “You shouldn’t take to water if you cannot swim the currents,” the gruff voice of the fierce mare states simply. She shakes some water free of her ridges, tail flicking in irritation behind her as blue blood trickles from where the kelp’s barbs had knicked her scaled skin.
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