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11-24-2015, 10:33 AM
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Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars Alune's head turned to survey each and every individual who had been summoned, they linger ed for a moment on Elsa and Hera, concern swirling in ever churning orbs before he moved on. He would have to find Elsa and the dark filly after the meeting and find out how she was faring, and see if Edgar had found any trace of her wayward mother. His eyes returned to Tembovu, long leonine tail flicked idly across the misted grasses as he listened. Talk of Doctors, Crafters, Warriors and Spies. All are vital in the lifeblood of a herd, and he's surprised to find there are not more that are inspired to join the cause. Were none inspired to take one of the many paths? There is little enthusiasm from members not named in Tembovu's speech, and his brow creased with the thought. His darkened features lightened the moment the Moon Goddess was mentioned, the lunar sentinel standing to attention when Tembovu made the announcement. Pride bloomed as a flower in his chest, genuine and as bright as the moons radiant glow. To serve the Goddess was an honor and a privilege, and to guide her followers and commune with her on behalf of the herd was something that should never be taken lightly. He nodded his thanks to the great Stallion in front of him, words would fail to do his thanks justice. His gaze is then drawn to the alabaster filly which voiced her desire and love for the Lady and he turned to her to give her his full attention. She is delicate in design, moonstone dusted upon her pelt, a glorious crown of frosted porcelain which sat upon her brow so finely and the sea in her eyes. Even though he saw the breath of water in her turquoise orbs, he saw the fire of hope burn far greater in them. Alune could not refuse her plea, he would not deny her a path she wanted to follow so brightly. He lowered his horned head in a bow to the petite Lady. "You are most welcome under the light of the Moon Goddess." He replied, voice gentle and warm. "I would be honoured to have you assist me." The lunar sentinel let a moment of silence pass between them, then he realized he did not ask the white filly her name. "What do I call my young assistant?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Notes;; "talk talk talk" |
@Erthë
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"I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky,
And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon."
force & violence permitted on Alune at all times
with the exception of maiming and death
