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03-23-2017, 11:43 PM
Amaris
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Chaos. Pandemonium. Panic. Amaris sees it all unfold, powerless to help. She watches as the adrenaline from their ordeal sets in, as it pushes them all to do whatever it takes to survive. Dramyrth remained scarce, hidden amongst the dry leaves of the canopy above, ever-watching. As yet another new pair stumbled onto the scene, Amaris felt through their bond, his focus sharpen, assessing this newcomers. He didn't have long to make his judgement, however - this was when the chaos began.
The broken pegasus fae seemed further panicked by Amaris' nearness, so the dragonmare halted her advances, and allowed the pale gelding to get closer (though she wondered if the same reaction would occur). The equine mare who had arrived seemed almost as exhausted as those gathered, but she made an offer to heal nonetheless (one day I might be so selfless, Amaris thought). The belle murmured something - had Amaris been concentrating enough, and near enough to clearly hear the quiet words, she might have recalled the language lessons her mother gave her, she might have been able to gleam at least a rough meaning from the words. The gelding seemed to understand though, and responded in similar tones, though Amaris could only go by the tone he spoke them in, and his overall body language, to guess the meaning behind them was similar to that which Amaris had announced earlier.
The stallion seemingly recovered his feet, and staggered closer to the pegasus mare - and then uttered nothing short of a threat. At this Dramyrth cawed from his perch atop the trees, though Amaris swiftly hushed him - he would be lucky to walk another step in his condition.
And then lots of talking happened. Amaris listened to the pale gelding, as he seemingly had not heard Amaris' original comments upon entering the scene or was choosing to repeat them in an extended manner. The dragonmare simply nodded along - there was no point trying to intervene at this point. To the equine mare (@Vitani ), she spoke softly; "If you are able to take the fatal edge from their wounds now, please do so. We aren't going anywhere yet." Golden eyes peered perhaps a little too long at the equine mare, however, for she added; "Do not do so much as to take your daughter's mother away from her."
Dramyrth, she beckoned gently, wondering how her capricious companion would react to the request he already knew was coming. Be friendly, she simply said as her dragon took flight with a huff of frosty breath, searching for someone, anyone who might be able to help; Tandavi was another who she knew with magic that healed, perhaps they would also be fortunate enough to find her today. The dragonmare wasn't out of tricks yet however - with a blink, she summoned two green spirits, and sent one on a similar, yet slightly different path to where Dramyrth flew, and the other, she sent high, to act as a marker for their whereabouts.
"We only mean to help," soothing tones coloured her sing-song reiterations, as the dragonmare, still hesitant to approach directly lest her appearance cause further upset, stood sentinel over the situation to ensure whatever approached the scene next was not a new deadly enemy.
@Tilney - Welcome to have Dramyrth or Amaris' spirit-dragon magic find him and follow back if you want.
@Tandavi - if you have time, don't stress if not!
@Noah @Nora @Vitani
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No need to mirror my post length - I have a horrible case of the rambly writer syndrome!
I like being tagged!
You are always welcome to 'try' and use force/magic on Amaris, but similar to spar posts, leave it to me to decide how the damage is taken please~
