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10-28-2012, 11:59 PM
The piercing cry of a hawk echoed across the thick sands of the Dragon's Throat, and he hurriedly hid away from the sleet in the boughs of the great tree. She curled up tightly, cold and holding a startlingly beautiful amulet with a bright emerald crystal in the center. Keen, yellow eyes gazed out at the equid beneath, and she let out a muffled trill, sidestepping along the branch to better see him. He was dark, light and gold, and something sparked in her memory. Was he the one deserving of this? The Gods wanted to bestow this gift upon a special creature, but she had to be sure.
With a bounce, she hopped from the branch onto a nearby rock, hoping to get a better look at the armored stallion.
