04-17-2016, 08:05 PM
PHAEDRUS
He shifted disturbed by the tension that is present. Looking from one mare to the other. Uncertain as to what he should do about it. Roma having all but disappeared with her silence, and the other mare’s bite in her words. He isn’t quite sure what he has done to these to, but his maw opens and closes, once, twice. Then he shakes out his mane deciding that delving into a situation involving two mares is probably a bigger mistake then any that he could have made already. Hopefully they would work it out.
If only he knew how wrong he was. He grunts nodding his head slightly at her response. Shuffling in place a bit with the strain of the conversation. His memory failing him once more as to how she actually had been that day. Would you like me to show you around? Maybe if he could separate the two mares Riva would feel a little more relaxed. He would never force a mare to stay, they were welcome to come and go as they pleased. Didn’t mean that his foolish hopes didn’t attempt to influence their decision. If anything he was a very unusual creature, in that he encouraged kingdom activity, be it friend or foe of the Dale, it was no matter to him. It beat lazing about in the solitude of these lands for too long.
She makes a comment, and he ponders it for a moment. There were many lost. I think the Amazons took the brunt of it. He pauses loosing track in his thoughts, remembering how Weir had almost lost his life. How a filly had been snapped up, and gone without a chance to scream, how horses fell from the sky. The screams of horses as they watch their loved ones go down in the fight. A dark heaviness still clung on. It had been Weir and Ramiel that he had tried to save. Distracting Ronan had given Weir and Ramiel a chance to attack. Also giving Weir a chance to notice the shadow wolves before they ripped him apart. Though he can’t shake the guilt remembering how Weir had been knocked out before he could get to him. If only I could have done something more... He startles himself forgetting that his rants like to take form through words. If he could blush he would, but instead his skin settles in growing warm with embarrassment. With a snort he brings up his head The Dale was left out of the diplomacy for the most part. I do not know much of what has happened after the initial battle.
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If only he knew how wrong he was. He grunts nodding his head slightly at her response. Shuffling in place a bit with the strain of the conversation. His memory failing him once more as to how she actually had been that day. Would you like me to show you around? Maybe if he could separate the two mares Riva would feel a little more relaxed. He would never force a mare to stay, they were welcome to come and go as they pleased. Didn’t mean that his foolish hopes didn’t attempt to influence their decision. If anything he was a very unusual creature, in that he encouraged kingdom activity, be it friend or foe of the Dale, it was no matter to him. It beat lazing about in the solitude of these lands for too long.
She makes a comment, and he ponders it for a moment. There were many lost. I think the Amazons took the brunt of it. He pauses loosing track in his thoughts, remembering how Weir had almost lost his life. How a filly had been snapped up, and gone without a chance to scream, how horses fell from the sky. The screams of horses as they watch their loved ones go down in the fight. A dark heaviness still clung on. It had been Weir and Ramiel that he had tried to save. Distracting Ronan had given Weir and Ramiel a chance to attack. Also giving Weir a chance to notice the shadow wolves before they ripped him apart. Though he can’t shake the guilt remembering how Weir had been knocked out before he could get to him. If only I could have done something more... He startles himself forgetting that his rants like to take form through words. If he could blush he would, but instead his skin settles in growing warm with embarrassment. With a snort he brings up his head The Dale was left out of the diplomacy for the most part. I do not know much of what has happened after the initial battle.
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i'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must