All around them, the storm brews. Lightning cracks in the sky as a rumble of thunder can be heard faintly along the horizon. The sea responds and so does the beating of her heart. It anticipates something like chaos or destruction.
It's all she knows (and craves).
It's clear getting up is a task for the other mare and she can hear the cracking of bones when she stands. It makes her ears perk and her mouth water. She feels like a lion.
When the rain pelts down onto them, Lucinda is not phased. Not anymore, anyway. Not when the sea has claimed her as one of its children and the water has become her newfound element. There is not much for shelter around here anyway, but it seems the stranger does not mind. Maybe together, they will weather the storm.
This mare looks on at her with curiosity. It's not quite the same fearful expression that most have among her presence. For this, she is slightly disappointed.
"I am Lucinda," she says like it's a secret being revealed. As if on cue, there is another crash of thunder, this time closer. "And who are you, wounded soldier?" The blood that spilled on the shore has since washed away into the sea, but Lu has not forgotten. The waves are churning beside them while Abraxia has landed on the shore close by. She does not seem afraid of the storm either.
"Speaking."
It's all she knows (and craves).
It's clear getting up is a task for the other mare and she can hear the cracking of bones when she stands. It makes her ears perk and her mouth water. She feels like a lion.
When the rain pelts down onto them, Lucinda is not phased. Not anymore, anyway. Not when the sea has claimed her as one of its children and the water has become her newfound element. There is not much for shelter around here anyway, but it seems the stranger does not mind. Maybe together, they will weather the storm.
This mare looks on at her with curiosity. It's not quite the same fearful expression that most have among her presence. For this, she is slightly disappointed.
"I am Lucinda," she says like it's a secret being revealed. As if on cue, there is another crash of thunder, this time closer. "And who are you, wounded soldier?" The blood that spilled on the shore has since washed away into the sea, but Lu has not forgotten. The waves are churning beside them while Abraxia has landed on the shore close by. She does not seem afraid of the storm either.
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