She woke up in a town made of quicksand [OPEN/Grey?]

She woke up in a town made of quicksand [OPEN/Grey?]

Phaedra the Opulent Posts: 343

Deceased

Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.3 :: 6 Buff: NOVICE

Stella :: Secretary Bird :: None Aud

11-12-2012, 03:01 PM

As Tinek leapt from Ophelia, Phae's wings immediately shot from her sides. Her fear did not lay with the dragon, but with the idea that perhaps he was moving from Ophelia, because she was preparing to attack. Her warm breath puffed from her nostrils in paltry comparison with the frost -breath which Tinek was emitting. Her curiosity quickly displaced her fear, and Phae's wing's dropped down to her sides, the tips of some of the feathers even falling into the snow, as her head dropped to Tinek's level, inspecting the dissipating frosty outburst.

No longer spooked, Phae raised her head, carefully listening to Ophelia's words. Her heart clenched uneasily as certain words repeated themselves in her mind. Sister...Phaedra longed for family. She had the naive belief that families always protected one another - were always ones who could be counted on. Together, we protect one another...welcome to join.. Was it really that easy? You could just...belong? Just like that? Surely not. Phaedra narrowed her gaze, once against scrutinizing Ophelia's calm and pleasant stare. Was this a trick? Why would they want Phaedra? What did she have to offer? Would there be some gruesome initiation?

Phaedra shook her head uncertainly. "I would have nothing to offer." She replied, almost sadly. She could fly. Quickly. That was all. She was no fighter - she could not protect anyone. She was no vixen either - for all of her potential beauty, she was neither suave nor enticing towards men. She could not heal, either. Perhaps...could they teach her? But what would the price be?