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11-20-2016, 10:11 PM
Rexanna
It was cold, and the slight swelling in her belly did nothing to keep her warm. In fact, she was sure that it took the warmth she had everywhere else just for that. She knew she was pregnant again, but she had hardly begun to show. She needed to keep it a secret as long as she could for the sake of making it a surprise for Tembovu. When she woke that morning, the Elephant King had already been long gone – surely doing his own duties around the Edge. This time, she had nothing really to accomplish. Marembo stayed comfortably asleep, curled up in the bed he had diligently made when Rexanna had fixed up this old cave of tree roots for their new sleeping quarters. It was right on the cliffs, and a beautiful view for all to see.
She emerged from the mouth of it, stretching her legs and neck, noticing the fact that Kiada had already left that morning as well. Just how long had she been sleeping? The gilded mare knew she was tired, but hadn’t realized just how tired she was. Rexanna didn’t have anything to do that morning, or in general, but she decided to take a stroll along the cliff edge, hoping that perhaps the chill in the air might soothe the soreness that had begun to creep on her sides from stretching out once again. As she walked, she spotted a dark shadow in the corner of her eye.
She hadn’t really known anyone here yet, but she recognized the man from the herd meeting she attended. Vesper and Virga, Ki’irha’s twins were at his heels. It might have been awkward to assume, but Rexanna wanted to believe that Mesec was their father. Her course diverted and headed straight for the starry stallion. Placing a bright and warm smile across her pale lips, she dipped her jeweled head to him. “It’s quite cold out today, isn’t it?” She began as a way of conversation. Her oceanic gaze trailing from the view from the cliffs to Mesec. “I’m Rexanna. We haven’t met officially, but I thought I’d change that since I saw you out here all alone.” She flashed him a gentle smile before shifting her weight to make herself more comfortably, unsure of where to go from here. Her interactions had become poorer with the public, and it was beginning to show.
"Talk."
In the haze of hell, i have dreamt
that you'd lift this wing
and see that you are my first wound -
and that long ago, in some distant past,
with open eyes,
I kissed you till it bled.
@Mesec :D
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Permission given for moderate power play.
Feel free to use magic/force on Rexanna, without killing her.
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