06-11-2017, 06:25 AM
DESPAYR
At Night she Walks the Beaches...
Wicked grin creased her white laced lips, "I expected the Queen of Nerine to have an entourage." Words dripped with sarcasm as her view slid back to her daughter running inbound. She was the polar opposite of her brother- courageous, independent and spirited. She would be the child her brother would have been pleased with. Alas her days of doing his bidding had dwindled...
The child's voice caught her by surprise, as she introduced herself boldly. She had brains as well... Looking down upon such a treasure, she nearly regretted her next words, "She is a red eyed daughter of Waylan." Two toned eyes rose again to meet that of the lands Queen, "I'm sure you can figure out something to do with that." Something dragged out as the mare circled them, a move her brother had done often. Ears flipped back as her skin crawled in irritation at the memories of what usually came next in his game...
The waves were calling her home. She had made her deal with the fairies and they had granted her her powers back. She could feel the urge to shift into her more preferred form rising within her. Eyes dilating to a pure black as her head turned to the seas. Each wave landing upon the shores and dragging back into the ocean beckoned her to follow. No longer was she bound to the earth, a slave to her brother... She was freed once again.
Not a moment of hesitation fell upon her as she turned and bolted to the waters. Salty waves welcomed her as her equine legs broke them. A few more leaps in and the magic began to turn her haired hide to a slick grey skin. Tail becoming solid and fins erupted where legs once allowed her to walk upon the beaches. No more would she walk on sand but glide as one with the water. She moved effortlessly within the waves, pushing farther from shore. Back to the depths of her ocean...
The child's voice caught her by surprise, as she introduced herself boldly. She had brains as well... Looking down upon such a treasure, she nearly regretted her next words, "She is a red eyed daughter of Waylan." Two toned eyes rose again to meet that of the lands Queen, "I'm sure you can figure out something to do with that." Something dragged out as the mare circled them, a move her brother had done often. Ears flipped back as her skin crawled in irritation at the memories of what usually came next in his game...
The waves were calling her home. She had made her deal with the fairies and they had granted her her powers back. She could feel the urge to shift into her more preferred form rising within her. Eyes dilating to a pure black as her head turned to the seas. Each wave landing upon the shores and dragging back into the ocean beckoned her to follow. No longer was she bound to the earth, a slave to her brother... She was freed once again.
Not a moment of hesitation fell upon her as she turned and bolted to the waters. Salty waves welcomed her as her equine legs broke them. A few more leaps in and the magic began to turn her haired hide to a slick grey skin. Tail becoming solid and fins erupted where legs once allowed her to walk upon the beaches. No more would she walk on sand but glide as one with the water. She moved effortlessly within the waves, pushing farther from shore. Back to the depths of her ocean...
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