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11-08-2016, 11:43 AM
The gathering on the beach was hard not to notice as the dark mare flew over. She hadn't seen so many gathered in one place since the Rift God fight and for a fleeing moment she thought that, perhaps, there would be another battle underway. As she circled above she took note of several things 1. there was a strange looking creature that seemed to be the focal point of everyone's attention, 2. the Moon Goddess was there on the beach, and 3. Rikyn was there so maybe she could get some answers out of him. Mordecai tilted her wings and began her descent toward the ground. As she neared she pulled up so she landed lightly on the sand rather than slamming gracelessly into it. Among the crowd she could hear murmurs and questions, but she wasted little time acknowledging them. Instead she shouldered through the crowd as she searched for one stallion in particular. "Rikyn." She said his name once she found him. There were already others around him, but she ignored them and fixed her gaze unwaveringly on him. "Who is that?" Finally, she looked at Kisamoa, one ear falling back. She wasn't one to trust anyone or anything right away, so she frowned as she stared at the creature. "What it want?" Translation: MORDECAI |
@Rikyn
the emptiness that we confess in the dimmest hour of day
in Automatown they make a sound like the low sad moan of prey
in Automatown they make a sound like the low sad moan of prey
