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  Mid-Winter, Year 2    Leviticus Era
A meeting for the Knights of Lyrus is being hosted by Commander Kodarki in the Red Waste!
Destroyah has lost to Draco in a heated fight, but we're sure we'll see more from the mare!
Valor the dragon-horse has lost against Zuriel, fighting on behalf of Etain for Crucis!
The Hall of the Dead now has an official forum within the Depths.
Beaufort takes Amapola to the Creation Pool after she was badly beaten by Valor.
Valor calls together the horses of the Viridian Fields for a meeting.


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Open  I dare you to come closer

 Yearling, 1-1½ yrs  Stallion
 17.3 hh  1600 lbs
36 Posts 445 points
 Kagome Offline
Posted on Jan 11 2018, 1:24 AM.

I know I'd rather be complacent

Heavy cloven hooves carried the dark colt through the land of snow. His gait was slow, casual, as he made his way toward his chosen destination. The sound of crunching ice and idle chitter of birds had been his only company. Lifting his visage the boy turned his scarlet gaze upon the darkened forest that lay ahead of him. Despite his calm outward demeanor, Andante's mind was reeling. The majority of his thoughts filled with countless what ifs among other hypothetical scenarios. Though he did well to take heed to such thoughts he would not allow them to inhibit him from visiting the woods.

Besides, Iracebeth would he here. And for the most part that was the only reason he was wasting his time near this forsaken place. His other reason was to simply gain a feel for the other inhabitants should they choose to interact with him. He cracked a ghost of a smile, the corners of his ebon lips rising faintly. It had been a little while since he'd last seen his friend. Not to mention he doubted Nightingale would care if he went to see the filly. Upon reaching the invisible line that warned him not to enter he simply gazed out over the wood. Everything still looked the same. Faint tendrils of breath could be seen evaporating into the crisp cool air as he paced the boarder, brow furrowing.

Now he had not thought this out. What if Iracebeth happened to be in the very heart of crucis? Surely she would not hear his shouting, not that he would make himself look so foolish. A snort escaped him, audits pinning in mild irritation. He had no choice but to play the waiting game, though it was rather tempting to simply cross the line into enemy territory.

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