06-21-2024, 08:16 AM
The solitude of the waves and night were quickly interrupted by the presence of another. The newcomer was not as strangely formed as the dark one, but still a sharp horn protruded from her forehead. Nocturnéa could presume from that alone that the answer to her initial, albeit rhetorical question, was that she had ended up in a land not unlike many others she had inhabited. In the eons where her form had flitted between worlds, dust floating amidst he vast darkness of the stars, there had been many places that were touched by strange and wondrous magics.
As the voice of the other female drifted across the air between them, Nocturnéa felt a soft chuckle rumble up the column of her throat. ”You would be correct. If I wanted to remain unseen, my teeth would be around that pretty throat before you ever knew I even existed.” Though the ebony female’s body remained passive, her words were a sultry promise. She was not threatening the golden one, perhaps… but Nocturnéa was often more feline than equine. Still, the other woman’s build was clearly one of a warrior, thick and muscled. She was not unlike the dark goddess herself - both were not dainty, delicate females. This observation, however, was somewhat of a comfort. Nocturnéa despised the weak and infirm. At least, thus far, her view of this strange new world was favorable.
And then the two became three. The final member of the triad stumbled in like a newborn colt, tripping over the rocks and rubble that were strewn about the ruins. Golden eyes slitted, silently judging the second newcomer. This one was younger, a male, and it looked as though he’d been trying to skulk away from the warrior women. A snort erupted from ebony nostrils, and Nocturnéa slid her neck out towards the young stud like a snake.”And just where do you think you’re going, cub?” The woman finally, languidly, stepped from the shadows and fully into the moonlight. Claws peeked out from beneath heavy feathers upon her front legs, glinting in the light and scraping against stone. Two steps, that was all she needed to reveal the strangeness of her feline grace. A warrior woman and a bumbling, timid young stallion were the first to greet her in this new world? How… interesting.
As the voice of the other female drifted across the air between them, Nocturnéa felt a soft chuckle rumble up the column of her throat. ”You would be correct. If I wanted to remain unseen, my teeth would be around that pretty throat before you ever knew I even existed.” Though the ebony female’s body remained passive, her words were a sultry promise. She was not threatening the golden one, perhaps… but Nocturnéa was often more feline than equine. Still, the other woman’s build was clearly one of a warrior, thick and muscled. She was not unlike the dark goddess herself - both were not dainty, delicate females. This observation, however, was somewhat of a comfort. Nocturnéa despised the weak and infirm. At least, thus far, her view of this strange new world was favorable.
And then the two became three. The final member of the triad stumbled in like a newborn colt, tripping over the rocks and rubble that were strewn about the ruins. Golden eyes slitted, silently judging the second newcomer. This one was younger, a male, and it looked as though he’d been trying to skulk away from the warrior women. A snort erupted from ebony nostrils, and Nocturnéa slid her neck out towards the young stud like a snake.”And just where do you think you’re going, cub?” The woman finally, languidly, stepped from the shadows and fully into the moonlight. Claws peeked out from beneath heavy feathers upon her front legs, glinting in the light and scraping against stone. Two steps, that was all she needed to reveal the strangeness of her feline grace. A warrior woman and a bumbling, timid young stallion were the first to greet her in this new world? How… interesting.
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