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Dusk Court Citizen
Male [He/Him/His]  |  11 [Year 499 Winter]  |  12.1 hh  |  Hth: 10 — Atk: 10 — Exp: 20  |    Active Magic: N/A  |    Bonded: N/A
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ERD



“We’ll be okay,” Erd found himself muttering softly, speaking more for Ard’s benefit than his own. His younger twin was pressed tightly against his side, hiding his face away from the prying eyes of those who had also sought refuge within the Dusk Court Citadel. “We’ll be okay.”
 
He understood. Ard was nervous. Scared. There were too many bodies piled into one place, everyone hoping to stay dry amidst the downpour and the flash flooding. Occasionally Erd would lip at his brother’s dripping hair or nuzzle at his crown before letting his eyes wander, vivid turquoise eyes taking in the other inhabitants of the large, spacious room. Equines and beasts alike had, forgive the pun, flooded the hallways in a desperate attempt to find someplace dry and warm, leading to overcrowding and poor moods.
 
Regrettably, he recognized only a very few of them. Atreus, Florentine, and Marisol were vacant. Perhaps they were helping in the relief efforts? The thought caused the young warlock to shift from hoof to hoof, uncertain. They should be helping. Standing idle, doing nothing… It just didn’t sit well with him. He wanted to help. While small, Erd was strong and capable, a quick and nimble bullet in the air. There was so much he could do, and yet…
 
Turquoise eyes focused on Ard, taking in his brother’s cowering, trembling form with a sympathetic frown. He would not leave him. Still, they had to do something.
 
“… We should help,” he whispered softly, nosing at Ard’s taupe curls fondly, “Try and find Marisol, or Miss Florentine. I’m sure they would appreciate our help.” It was a long shot, bringing it up. It was those words that caused a reaction out of Ard, and his brother lifted his head only high enough to send him a fierce glare. He did not speak, but Erd could hear his displeasure loud and clear in his head, could feel it wrap around his very being.
 
’No.’
 
“Ard…” He did not try and hide the disappointment from his own voice, even though it was interlaced with a familiar sympathy. “What if she needs us? We have to do something.”
 
They had to.













Messages In This Thread
The Dark of You - by Erd - 08-12-2018, 07:04 PM
RE: The Dark of You - by Ard - 08-12-2018, 07:05 PM
RE: The Dark of You - by Theodosia - 09-15-2018, 08:37 PM
RE: The Dark of You - by Erd - 09-30-2018, 07:55 AM
RE: The Dark of You - by Ard - 09-30-2018, 07:57 AM
RE: The Dark of You - by Theodosia - 12-05-2018, 08:11 PM
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