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[OPEN] Family Isn't Always Related By Blood [Welcoming]

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She stayed quiet for most of their journey. She was more interested in her surroundings than making conversation. The scalding weather had little effects on the greenery around her. As she traveled she would occasionally stop to admire a certain flora, either recognizing it as a familiar herb, poison, or something completely unknown to her. Catching up to Ciceron after one of these stops turned out to be quite strenuous, for his stride was larger than she anticipated.

Eventually the stallion slowed his own gait, falling back to match hers. She looked to him expectantly, turquoise gaze particularly inquisitive. "We are almost there, it's just up over that hill." She smiled, looking forward to the hill. She nodded slowly, hoping that she had made the right choice coming here, following the silvery stallion.

He continued to speak, this time his words interested Agnodice a bit more than his previous ones. He spoke of their lead healer, Resplendence. She turned to look at Ciceron once more, interest gleaming in her eyes.  "I look forward to meeting her," She spoke, wondering what questions she should ask of the mare once she met her.

She didn't think about this for too long, for her thoughts were interrupted by the scene before her. They had crossed the hill. The land below was filled with plush greenery, waterfalls causing a soft mist to cover the land. She was a bit taken aback at first, and it showed on her features. Her onyx lips fell open slightly, her weight shifting onto her back legs. She turned her head rapidly to Ciceron, sending a curtain of black mane in all directions, the tendrils creating a soft dark halo around her head. "Welcome to the Hidden Falls Agnodice. What do you think?"

"It's beautiful," She whispered, features in awe, looking up to Ciceron with pure reverence. Her home was on the seaside, rocky and partially on cliffs. It was a lovely civilization, convenient for her to help rule, but it's majesty paled in comparison to the lush verdant here. She never really cared much for the salty air of her birthplace, anyways.

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It’s boredom makes you callous to all pain


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RE: Family Isn't Always Related By Blood [Welcoming] - by Agnodice - 10-24-2015, 06:22 PM

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