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09-08-2013, 01:36 AM
E R I S
Tha...thump...tha-thump...tha...thump...tha-thump... The walls dripped red with blood, around her she bathed in the freshly split blood. All around her, it filled the small cave that she rested in. Her eyes were closed, she dozed, falling in and out of consciousness. In her dreams she was the respected Queen, they fell to their knees before her. Not because they feared her, but because she could protect them. Because those who did not follow her, feared her. How much longer would she make her family wait until she could offer them a true home? It would happen soon, deep within her mind the leader knew that soon she would give them a beautiful home, one that was safe, well protected and she would rule them with Seele. Together they would make a great team. Each of them had their own quirks, strengths and weakness. Together? They would..no are unstoppable. A voice called her, blue orbs opened. Who wanted her now? Who was disturbing her quiet time? She felt footsteps moving around her. Why now?! Grumbling to herself she considered staying put and ignoring the call for as long as she wanted. No doubt someone would respond to the call. Her duty as a leader her made the golden dun rise, then slowly she made her way towards the voice that had summoned them. If she wanted to be recognised the same way Seele was, it was about time that she started to take on the same amount of responsibility. Even if she'd rather sleep in. Keeping away from the murky water's edge, Eris watched the water as she strolled past it. How many had fallen pray to the depths of the hungry water? Would any of her members end up suffering the same fate? They had to get a home land soon. That much was clear. Arriving at the same time as some stag that was swearing his head off, Eris frowned. What was his problem? Turning away she offered a tentative smile to Seele and her little companion Amara. Then her orbs studied the new black and white horse that was being presented to them by...Arlo. She had heard Seele speak his name out just before. They had never had a conversation though. Seele asked about the mare that he had brought along, Eris' eyes rested back on her. She was pretty enough...would she any good for the family though? The new mare didn't look like a fighter or an officer sort...although she would make a great healer, spy or crafter. That of course depended on whether or not Eris and Seele accepted her into the group. After all, only they could give the final vote on members. Eris was appreciative of Arlo's efforts though. The Empress would find a way to reward him. Glad for the fact that today was was washed, clean and presentable as a leader, Eris continued to glance between both mare and stag. For a while she did not have anything to say. Instead she moved to stand closer to Seele, presenting a united front was important. "What is your name?" Blue rested rested on the new mare, her intended target for the question. Her tone was not accusing or rude. In fact it was open, friendly. They needed members and Eris wanted to know if she truly had it within her to become apart of their little family. She didn't want to scare off the possibility to make their ranks stronger. Eris would, however, scare off anyone who threatened to make their ranks weaker. It was her job as a leader to give everyone a fighting chance to prove themselves however. It would not be hard to gain acceptance into their ranks. You had to be somewhat honest, able to bow to Eris and Seele, knowable about your rank or willing to learn. Oh. Of course. You also had to be as crazy as the leaders themselves. Those ideals or terms were not partially hard to achieve. At the same time, if Eris decided that she didn't like you...well you were not going to be allowed to stick around for long. Giggling to red hair mare continued to study the new mare. " " 707 words. They built my city on top of a grave, Now the dead roam the street like a rotting parade, Quarantined and forgotten for days, These are the stories of those who have gotten away |
