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A new chance at forgivness

Cera the Golden Prince Posts: 419
Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 4.5
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 16.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE
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[[ooc: Please make sure you check your word count. Posts must exceed 100 words. Yours is 90 so it isn't as bad but please glance at the Threshold rules.]]

Despite Kri telling the members that they should only leave the borders in pairs, Cera couldn't help but explore. With her desires to increase their sparring Midas had been around even less, always tired when he returned home. The little colt was patient but very sad that his father was being worked so hard. And anyways the Threshold wasn't that far...right?

Oh well. Big green eyes took in the familiar snowy scenery as he trotted along happily, shuffling his wings and glancing about. He knew this land well from constantly slipping out of the borders to find adventure. It would take him mere seconds to find safety if he were in danger. But danger wasn't even close to the colts mind. It was such a beautiful day! Freezing cold, and therefor hard on his thin frame, but activity kept him moderately warm.

A rock had placed itself hidden beneath the snow and tiny caramel hooves tripped over it as it was discovered rather surprisingly. Cera, with his long lanky legs, had constantly been tripping over them. Despite having gotten better he still knew well the flailing and falling. Which he now experienced, landing in a flop of sprawled legs and wings. Whining and pouting he collected himself and rocked back up into a standing position. Shaking off the snow attached to him. As he did this the sound of hooves crunching snow hit his ears making them prick and swivel in that direction. Whickering in greeting and prancing over to meet the stranger.

"Hellooo?" Calling out in a happy chirp. Finally spotting the mare and feeling triumphant as he bounced towards her. He'd never seen her in these lands before. After scenting the air he determined that she didn't smell like Wanyecha had- the Foothills. And certainly not the Throat. "I'm Cera!" Makig sure to watch the sun. Last time he'd been in the Threshold too long, Midas had been frantic trying to find him. Swearing to himself he would be home in time to greet him.
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Messages In This Thread
A new chance at forgivness - by Broken Promises - 11-21-2012, 10:51 PM
RE: A new chance at forgivness - by Cera - 11-22-2012, 12:06 AM
RE: A new chance at forgivness - by Broken Promises - 11-22-2012, 09:08 AM
RE: A new chance at forgivness - by Cera - 11-22-2012, 01:43 PM
RE: A new chance at forgivness - by Broken Promises - 11-22-2012, 02:16 PM
RE: A new chance at forgivness - by Cera - 11-22-2012, 03:04 PM
RE: A new chance at forgivness - by Broken Promises - 11-22-2012, 07:59 PM
RE: A new chance at forgivness - by Cera - 11-23-2012, 01:33 AM
RE: A new chance at forgivness - by Broken Promises - 11-25-2012, 12:15 PM
RE: A new chance at forgivness - by Cera - 11-25-2012, 07:47 PM

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