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11-16-2016, 08:18 AM
Sometimes you needed a boost of confidence from that which soared higher than anyone could hope to teach, and Nephele, for all her confidence and ferocity — needed sometimes to feel solid rock beneath her hooves before she spread her wings and out into whatever fires awaited her. So when she spied Maren curled near the fires of the Sun God, and the illuminated colt, she assumed that the diviner was reaching out for the God himself for guidance, her wings dipped and curled in to send her lightly spiralling downward until they flared open to catch her for a smooth landing. Atreus instead chose to circle around the area once before he landed on her haunches. The warrior caught the tail end of Maren's open invitation to their patron, eyes settled instead on the fires and the way the flames danced and curled. There was much magic and wonder in the other elements that governed Helovia, each had it's merits but she had never felt more intune with any of them as she had in fire. It had the power to burn away all in it's path, but in the same breath it was the warmth which staved off the cold, it was what coated her heart whenever she looked upon the faces of her family, and of her children. "I hope you do not mind me joining as well." She stated after a moment, her blue and gold eyes flickered to rest on the tiger striped mare with her words. "Speech." |
“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.”
― Terry Pratchett
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