the Rift


[OPEN] gatherer, gather my things.

Frost Fyre Posts: 198
Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
Altair :: Common Cerndyr :: Starpast prissy
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Trotting through the Meadow, the fae searched desperately for moss. Her eyes wandering through the dark, her brows narrowed. She huffed, her tail lashing. She swore beneath her breath, wondering why she couldn't find any moss. She looked at the base of trees, and she examined rocks. Her coal hooves struck the ground as she walked, dirt wedged between them. She kept her head low, her emeralds scraping over the landscape in a desperate attempt to find what she needed.

Sighing, the fae was just about to give up when she spotted some green moss sitting upon a rock that was lost in a sea of grass. Snorting, the fae muttered. "You little sucker, you thought you could hide." Swiping up the moss, she pried it from the rock and placed it on her back, her head twisting as she did so. She made sure it was placed on a spot where it wouldn't slide off before heading towards the water. Despite it being Birdsong, there was still bits of ice in the water. She dipped her head down, her reflection gazing back at her. She blinked, drawing her head back. Now, she had to catch a fish. What fun!

Inhaling, the fae prepared for the frustration. She saw the silver shimmer of a fish's scales, a small fish swimming along. Concentrating, the fae raised a split hoof, slamming it down. The fish darted away in a shimmer of light. Swearing to herself, the fae glared at the water. She only had the moonlight as her light source, so trying to find a fish was difficult. She stood there for what seemed like hours, looming over the water. Finally a large shimmer. Reacting quickly, the fae dove after it, her hooves coming down around the fish to scare it. She threw her horn into it's slimy body, raising it out of the water. The stench of the fish seeped into her nostrils, making her nose wrinkle. "This is disgusting." She shivered, marching along. She had to keep this cursed fish on her horn until she found leather. Now where the heck would that.... she paused for a moment before looking down, smiling. She had an amulet around her neck, a strip of leather holding it around her neck. biting down on the amulet, she tore it from her neck, spitting the sparkling gem from her mouth and taking the black leather. Setting the leather down for a moment, she tied the amulet into her mane, shaking it to make sure it wouldn't fall out. Smiling, the fae picked it up and went on her way.

"Speech."
[[feel free to make fun of frost's fish horn. :P she's just getting what she needs for the ns royal drop from ages ago. cx]]

FROST FYRE
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