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nothing but a fool

Tangere Posts: 159
Aurora Basin Medic atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.2hh :: Six Years | Birdsong HP: 63 | Buff: NOVICE
Phrixus :: White Raven :: None Psilo
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Today she decides it is time to show her face among the conifers and quaking aspens of the Threshold's hillsides. She'll find a newcomer, she plots while she moves over the trodden soil, and politely drag them back to the Basin and pray they become at least semi-useful. Phrixus flies ahead, slicing through the cold orangemoon gusts with liquid ease. His mare, long-horned and short-legged, plumpily jogging just behind him. He glides low and slow, teetering over the path, his wingspan almost too wide for smooth passage.

Right away she can spot the blotch of black against the gray of melting daylight. The pale raven gains immediate altitude, clicking outwardly to his partner. “Lone stallion.” His aerial view flashes sharply in her mind as the raven finds a perch overlooking the small, dim grove. The sun is setting and a waning moon, nearly full, is eager to take the sun's place.

Hello there,” She isn't jogging anymore, but walking, her horned face, glowing white (not magically) and snaking through the growing shadows to approach the stranger. Her cloven feet pick lightly over the leaves and soil, her cropped tail held out in anxiousness. She stops short of getting close, holding her head in front of her and watching him curiously, almost cautiously, with those wide hazelnut eyes. She fails to find the details of his dark face, only the milky white markings on his front stand out at all, and his reptilian front – the absence of a mane gives him a very lizard look. He could have no face for all she knows, he could have no eyes, not mouth, like his lack of mane. Chills spread across her pinto skin and her pink nostrils shiver in reaction to the flush of hot blood sparking through her. Phrixus slides off his branch, the needles raining down from the quaking limb. His pale tear-drop form nose dives to his bonded's withers, silent and graceful, flapping only a few times before finding complete balance, craning his neck to glare into the shadows, into the edgeless figure before them.


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Messages In This Thread
nothing but a fool - by bhūta - 10-31-2016, 03:06 PM
RE: nothing but a fool - by Tangere - 10-31-2016, 03:37 PM
RE: nothing but a fool - by bhūta - 10-31-2016, 06:23 PM
RE: nothing but a fool - by Sacre - 10-31-2016, 06:45 PM
RE: nothing but a fool - by Tilney - 11-02-2016, 05:45 AM
RE: nothing but a fool - by Mortuus Nox - 11-02-2016, 10:15 PM
RE: nothing but a fool - by Tangere - 11-03-2016, 09:48 AM
RE: nothing but a fool - by bhūta - 11-03-2016, 03:50 PM
RE: nothing but a fool - by Sacre - 11-03-2016, 08:01 PM

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