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RIFT
It wasn't long before the sound of hooves pressing upon sand brought the scarlet boy's head up, his lips curling into a wide grin and an exclamation of relief perched upon his lips. But it was not Ranjiri and Laedere that stood before him, no, it was yet another stranger. Tilting his head in a birdlike fashion at the presence of the buttermilk mare, Rift did not have to wait long for an explanation.
Oh.
Confusion crinkled his brow as he switched his gaze back and forth between the shield maiden - Zenobia, if he had heard correctly - and the lapping waves. Was she a transformed hippocampus or was the Dragon's Throat simply hidden beyond the sea? Staring at her wings, the latter possibility seemed to be likely. Focusing once more upon the proud figure of Zenobia, Rift grinned in what he hoped was a sheepish manner and lifted his wings back to their place at his shoulder - it would do no good to look like a buffoon before an emissary of his potential new home.
"Hi." He cleared his throat, dismayed at the raspy quality of his voice, and tried once more, "Hello, I'm Rift and well..." the ruby rogue shifted awkwardly, cursing himself for his inability to hold a normal conversation without coming off as a fool, "Ranjiri and Laedere were escorting me here. Do you know them? They wanted me to join the Throat, but we... "
He looked around helplessly, as if the winged pair of women would suddenly materialize at his side to offer support, "We got separated on our way back from the World's Edge. We were escorting a yearling home and, well, I don't know where they went..." He trailed off, hoping that he had given enough of an explanation for the warrior to deem him harmless enough not to throw into the sea.
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