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11-04-2016, 11:35 AM
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Isopia in places deep with roots entwined i live among you, well disguised Today was apparently a day to make amends. Earlier she had sought out Rikyn to try and explain as best she could, her reasons for attacking him. Despite the fact that those reasons were rather flimsy to the ears of anyone other than herself, she still felt obligated to offer them, especially in light of her recent dealings in the Edge. She couldn't remember her reasons really, for attacking the unicorn, but at least presumably she did in fact have some. In this case however, her mind was utterly blank. She had tried to articulate to herself why she had done what she did. Was she motived by greed? Not really. Isopia did not really covet anything, much less material possessions. Was she jealous? No - and especially now that all traces of Volterra had left her mind, the instances that she could remember of actually feeling anything resembling jealousy were few and far in between. Was it to see if she could? Possibly. This was the only thing that made any sort of coherent sense in her mind. But if that was the case, why had she kept it? Why had it taken a physical challenge with the Elephant King to push her own inconsistencies to the forefront of her mind? That was really unlike her. And despite the fact that she was here to make amends for it, her conscience would always have this bizarre stain on it. A stain that she had a hard time taking responsibility for, without truly understanding her own motives. On black wings, Isopia flew as a raven. At her side was Hubris, appearing quite large compared to her (oversized) avian body. After spending a goodish amount of time on the beach waiting for Rikyn, Isopia had meant to immediately depart these sandy shores, until a cry of surprise drew her attention. As fate would have it, the one she was going to begin searching for was right there below her. Steeling herself for what was sure to be an incredibly awkward conversation, the raven and the dragon dropped from their place in the sky, gliding down towards where Dragomir was inspecting his newly made creation. "Hello." The raven said, speaking with the voice of a woman. "I have something that belongs to you-" She began, as Hubris landed next to her, almost defensively (for she was in a very vulnerable position in this form, compared to the much larger stallion before her). |
Image Credits
@Dragomir
