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03-22-2017, 11:46 PM
The beast was hidden deep within his cave. The sound of the crackling fire was all the could be heard. Then the faint sound of footsteps clicked against the hardened cave floor rung through the murky depths. Nox was cleaning out and tending to some of the herbs that he stored in his cave. Some are dried, and others were just dust. Gingerly picking through the herbs, the beast burnt the ones that were no longer of any use. Gray eyes watched the fire brighten, and the smoke clouded the cave. The demon continued his work with removing some of the poisonous plants that were of no use anymore. Of course, he would replenish the ones he burnt, but after awhile they lose their potency. Turning his heavy skull, he heard the call of their new lady. It was something the beast was not used to yet. The bone-chilling call of the reaper was no more, and Hotaru was gone. Slowly the basin dwellers have started to thin out. Well, there was the new faces of others who have ventured north. Maybe it was a good thing, but the old Basin is going to be missed by the darkened stallion.
Venturing out into the opening of the cave, Nox found his place amongst the others. His heavy frame came to a halt next to the painted mare Weaver. She was a fresh face that the man enjoyed seeing. So much life ( and death) loomed in her deep eyes. There was just something about the mare that Nox enjoyed being around. Letting his stone gaze fall upon the new lady she started the meeting. Everyone listened quietly with intent to hear what she had to say. One was missing... the small white mare that was appointed by the spark God was nowhere in sight. Snorting and shaking his heavy skull in disappointment he waited. Her features softened as she looked at his cold face. The beast nodded softly to her with a very small smile. "I will not let you down. I look forward to serving the Basin as the New Mender. Thank you." When Weavers name was mentioned the black beast reached over to touch her shoulder "Congratulations you will do well."
"words"
Your fears have just become all to real,
because the devil at the cross road
wants to make a deal.
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