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07-16-2016, 05:56 PM
The stranger, upon closer inspection, was a pretty, smoky grey; her legs, mane, and tail were a dark grey, almost black. A long, slender horn protruded from her head, matching the darkest parts of her body. Beside one another, they made for a strange pair: Sohalia was made of smooth, soft, light greys where the stranger was all contrasting lights and darks. Underneath the large, pregnant belly, Sohalia could make out muscles that betrayed her work as a warrior. The dove's approach was met with words of welcome, and with a smile she joined the unicorn beneath the shade of the tree.
The leaves above did little to block out the growing heat of the day, something that the stranger was quick to remark upon. Her blunt words drew a startled laugh from Sohalia, who quickly decided that she liked this mare already. It had been some time since she had been around someone fiesty, who would speak their mind easily. It had been longer still since she had been able to consider someone like that a friend. "I'm Sohalia, of..." she paused for a heartbeat, wondering if she could even claim her home anymore. "Of the Dragon's Throat." Her tone, if Nyx was paying attention, would betray the discord that raged within her. "It's lovely to meet you, Nyx."
Introductions over, the Transcended relaxed in the shade, beads of sweat appearing on her hide. She looked longingly at the sky for any trace of a cloud, only be disappointed. It would seem that Helovia had rained itself out last night. "I don't remember the last time it was this hot," she admitted. "I can't imagine it's any more pleasant in the World's Edge, is it?" The Edge, she knew, was a land of cliffs and mist, the sound of the ocean ever nearby. Still, she doubted that even they had much of a reprieve with Tallsun raging all around them.
"Talk talk talk."
Astraeus.
you give up your soul till you break down;
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