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01-12-2016, 11:27 PM
"Ampere! Well met. Things are quiet here." Came the obisidan mare's reply before he broad body appeared, wings tucked tight against her barrel, letting her odd coloured eyes greet Ampere with respect and warmth. There was no denying Neph wasn't fond of being in tight situations where she couldn't spread her wings, this grove that smelled all too richly of musk, was filled with entwined trees did just that — snuffed out her ability to be airborne. Soon as this patrol was over, no doubt they would find themselves a suitable take off point and enjoy the rich expanse of the sky as they flew home. "For now." She added after a drawn moment, there was no use in denying that in Helovia, things could go from serene to extreme in the drop of a hat.
"Nothing interesting, unless you count the smell of stallion." She commented with a hint of amusement coming from her chest and barrel, long ombre'd tail swished across the rich grass as she spoke. "Which is only interesting because the sheer amount of it makes my nose shrivel." Nostrils crinkled in emphasis to her statement, she's thankful, at least that she has Ampere as part of her patrol, the thunder marked mare is someone she can look up to and hope to emulate and make proud to be a herdmate with. The women of the throat who all stood as warrior sisters, those that stood both present and past in turn had all the fiery passion of the Dragon in their hearts.
"Did you find something?" The amazonian mare inquired, she hoped Ampere had had better look in entertainment rather than spending a marry patrol drowning in Eau de Stud.
@Ampere @Ranjiri
“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.”
― Terry Pratchett
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