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01-06-2017, 09:15 PM
Ru
Ru had yet to step in these lands. Regardless, she followed the strange calling. The familiar tones of Kisamoa, suspicious to the feathered mare, dragged her out from the World’s Edge. Warranting her observing eyes and still lips.
Unfortunately most had already attended. And like the gathering on the Endless Blue, the whole of Helovia appeared to gather. Feasting on the curious happenings of the sea God. She settled on the outskirts of the group, frowning. The task appeared simple enough, given the bodies and the potential for progress among them. Yet the girl remained disconcerted, not entirely convinced of Kisamoa’s intentions. Though she had such little experience with Gods, perhaps any intention from these beings warranted careful consideration.
With a warbling, wavering voice that fled her breath with a sigh – her eyes searched for familiar faces. She’d rather skip awkward introductions; work in peace, until they had all done what the God required. Though the girl couldn’t help think they were all following his directions like lost children. Eager to appease a God who did not wait for their questions, merely directed them for a purpose they could only ever blindly trust.
Catching the sight of Lyanna, she trailed behind the mare in hopes of catching up with her. At least, should anything horrible happen – she could protect her if it came to that. She wasn’t about to offer Kisamoa the opportunity to maim her only friend in the land.
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