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⚔  in these silences, something may rise  ⚔


She really was a wet mess of fluff and feathers, wasn't she? But somehow, even frazzled, she managed to look adorable. Granted, in the same way a soaked bunny looks... but still.

His head cocked to the side even more, and he cleared his throat. She was favoring her leg like something had happened to it, and the large stallion inwardly sighed. Had she really injured herself running quickly away from the storm? Can she even take care of herself?

And then the smell of singed hair hit him. Instantly, he wrinkled his nose and coughed. "Did you set yourself on fire, woman?" he said, exasperated. The smell was disgusting, but short-lived. Thankfully, it was raining hard enough that the earthy smell of precipitation, wet grass, dirty, and humidity overtook the cave. 

She was left stuttering and trying to explain herself, claiming she'd be fine or whatever. But her shivers, her limping, her general being said very otherwise. She was wet, cold, and scared. And the large stallion heaved a large sigh as he shifted his weight to lean on his left side, shoulder rested against the cave wall.

He jerked his head to the spot beside him, and looked up at the mare expectantly. "Just lay down here. You're cold, wet, and apparently hurt," he sighed, eyeing the singed leg with a wary eye. ".. standing and attempting to, uh, leach warmth from a cold as hell cave wall will do you no good."

Her gaze dropped to his chest as she fumbled to explain herself and apologize. He was mildly shocked she did nothing more than blink - maybe she was getting accustomed to him and just expecting to see weird shit, now. Afterall, she was the one with tiny, useless wings behind her ears.

"So...." he drawled, "I know this is a nasty storm and all, by why exactly where you hurtling towards the cave like you were about to be eaten?" 

Pause.... "....And I'm going to assume that was you screaming like a banshee."

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@Araxes, the cute, feathered, wet bunny <33

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Messages In This Thread
house of memories. - by Araxes - 08-02-2017, 12:32 AM
RE: house of memories. - by Torstein - 08-09-2017, 11:30 PM
RE: house of memories. - by Araxes - 08-09-2017, 11:51 PM
RE: house of memories. - by Torstein - 08-10-2017, 12:24 AM
RE: house of memories. - by Araxes - 08-10-2017, 12:54 AM
RE: house of memories. - by Torstein - 08-15-2017, 05:02 PM
RE: house of memories. - by Araxes - 08-15-2017, 07:55 PM
RE: house of memories. - by Torstein - 08-22-2017, 02:20 AM
RE: house of memories. - by Araxes - 08-22-2017, 11:09 AM
RE: house of memories. - by Torstein - 08-31-2017, 02:44 AM
RE: house of memories. - by Araxes - 08-31-2017, 05:48 PM
RE: house of memories. - by Torstein - 10-08-2017, 06:11 PM
RE: house of memories. - by Araxes - 10-08-2017, 09:46 PM
RE: house of memories. - by Torstein - 11-05-2017, 10:59 PM
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