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[FALLS] f.ly l.ittle Blub-ird. Sp/re/a.d br0(en w1?g" {open!}

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Outcast atk: 4 | def: 8 | dam: 7
Mare :: Equine :: 14.2 :: 9 HP: 66 | Buff: NOVICE
Kasai :: White Tiger :: Wind Whip Sparrow
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12-17-2012, 08:52 AM

R O M A N I
I Want You to Come in Closer




Ah, Birdsong… The warmth of the sun felt wonderful upon her back, rejuvenating against the wrath that winter had held upon Helovia. Despite the somewhat cloudy day, the sun shone bright, the birds singing their songs happily and flying to and fro, and Romani watched them for a few moments longer before continuing on her way. It was strange, the mare surmised, that she was finding herself in the Threshold so often lately… Now that winter had released its grip upon the land, the forest of the Threshold seemed strangely beautiful. Perhaps it was that very beauty that continued to draw the palomino there. Each time, however, it had ended with great results; she had always stumbled across a lost soul, searching for direction, and each one had willingly returned with her to the Foothills. Perhaps today she would be just as lucky…?

Azure eyes scanned the tree line once more, and suddenly the sound of a nicker caught her attention. Red ears swiveled forward, head lifting just a little bit higher as she scanned the horizon. The tree-line of the meadow where she stood was barren of life, but that was only so for a few more seconds before a tawny creature burst through the line of trees, breaking into a canter nearly as soon as he or she was free from the confines of the forest.

For a moment Romani prepared herself for an attack, not knowing if this newcomer was a friend or foe, but as she watched the gold creature gallivant across the land like freedom incarnate, the feeling that she was in danger slowly faded. Instead the warrior merely tilted her head to the side, curious. Who was this golden creature? Romani had never seen her before in Helovia, and if she was coming from the west of the Threshold, then perhaps she was a wanderer…?

Only when the golden equine came to a stop and lowered her head to graze did the Haflinger venture forward, moving slowly across the field of growing grass. Keeping her head held high, Romani released a whinny of welcome towards the stranger. It carried a note of reassurance, to let the stranger know that she meant no harm. When she was close enough, the red mare smiled and called out a greeting with words.

“Hello!” She called and tossed her head, cream mane flopping gracelessly to the other side of her neck, “Welcome to Helovia! I’m Romani.”



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f.ly l.ittle Blub-ird. Sp/re/a.d br0(en w1?g" {open!} - by Ambrosine - 12-17-2012, 12:04 AM
RE: f.ly l.ittle Blub-ird. Sp/re/a.d br0(en w1?g" {open!} - by Romani - 12-17-2012, 08:52 AM
RE: f.ly l.ittle Blub-ird. Sp/re/a.d br0(en w1?g" {open!} - by Ambrosine - 12-17-2012, 07:12 PM
RE: f.ly l.ittle Blub-ird. Sp/re/a.d br0(en w1?g" {open!} - by Ambrosine - 12-17-2012, 08:18 PM
RE: f.ly l.ittle Blub-ird. Sp/re/a.d br0(en w1?g" {open!} - by Ambrosine - 12-18-2012, 10:23 PM

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