.. && HERE i COME ..

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Bar f i g h t, week night
You d o n t look right, p o o r mite, no b i t e
W a k e up, first l i g h t
This is w h a t we live and what we s e e...

.. && SERAPHiNA ..

[/font][/color][/right]Hiding amongst the shadows Aphina ignored the thundering clouds. After the harsh winter the young mystical fae had lost her healthy look as she hadnt had the protection of the herd. Food sources had been limited also, although she had found this new place. Rubble and debry streaked the area. Her lonesome days had mostly been looking out for and running from any hungry predators. Rib bones could be seen poking their way in to view and flanks were not full like they should be. The thunderous drumming above roared in to a full blown storm, its ferociousness came filling her duo audits, screaming and deafening her. Still contented just to munch on the sparse patch of grass she had found, the mare carried on ignoring the angry voices vocals from above. Much to her discust she had yet not found another like her. The meek little lyrics of the young fae carried out from the shadowy depths.

'Hello .. ?'

Audits pinned for wards, the right one flicking back occaionaly, as her pools rested on the terra before her. Dial lowered as she searched before her, tassels dangling down her long face. The wind whipping up any loose strands of her banner and tying them around the length of bone that extended from her cranium. She had once seen an equine like her that had not come from her old herd. What a strange one that it was, for its bone formation was missing from a top its thinking box. Daggers moved slowly pulling her bulk out wards and for wards, out of the shadows her fawn pelt showed now. Still acting much like a foal herself and never having been part of a herd since she was young, Aphina was unsure about how she would and should act when she met another of her kind. That is if she ever did. As she reached another lump of rubble she let her nape unfold, her mug stretching out to wards the new terra, its scent filling her nares. She could tell other equines were here or had been here recently. Where were they now?

.. && FiNiSHED ..
.. && DREi HUNDERT && FiFTY FiVE WORDS ..
.. && NOTES - NEiN ..

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D a n c e club, strip light
Get d r u n k, no sight, watch it i g n i t e
Live it up t o n i g h t
N o b o d y really c a r e s, but it's n o t for me...

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