09-08-2017, 11:11 AM
Gonna set this world on fire
She chuckled slightly at the now perplexed mare. It didn't take long though before hearts and butterfly thoughts replaced any fear or doubt. Attempting to instill a bit more she added, It's got to be even more exhausting if you are raising them...alone.
She let's the idea linger in the silence around them. That is until words are spoken. Eh, words. Though they do bring a satisfied glint to her on eyes. She liked not being wanted in their minds. Too bad they hadn't much of a choice. I am a telepathy, she replies. Whatever the mare had thought her to be may have been correct but not to her. Molotov, (that's firey liquor bomb in Russian) she offers the obsidian mare her name but nothing more.
With each step they draw nearer to the crystalline lake. Only fragments of scarred earth remain where the Intruders had came. Uprooting and burning the rather peaceful nation. Ruby tassels flicker gently at her hocks. The chill of winter hung heavy in the air. Luckily she was a thick mare, not bothered too much by the cold of winter.
She let's the idea linger in the silence around them. That is until words are spoken. Eh, words. Though they do bring a satisfied glint to her on eyes. She liked not being wanted in their minds. Too bad they hadn't much of a choice. I am a telepathy, she replies. Whatever the mare had thought her to be may have been correct but not to her. Molotov, (that's firey liquor bomb in Russian) she offers the obsidian mare her name but nothing more.
With each step they draw nearer to the crystalline lake. Only fragments of scarred earth remain where the Intruders had came. Uprooting and burning the rather peaceful nation. Ruby tassels flicker gently at her hocks. The chill of winter hung heavy in the air. Luckily she was a thick mare, not bothered too much by the cold of winter.
MOLOTOV
Sry I completely forgot she intruded on this thread. Damn nosey thing