12-21-2017, 09:15 PM
His answer to her is met with a devilish cackle. Defiance. Trespassing. Careless. Apparently he didn't know much about her. With a shift of eyes he throws his flames around her before she can launch at the other mare throat. A hiss escapes her throat. Maw open to show her pearly fangs begging to rip Amorettes throat out. Venom-laced words spew from her darkened lips, "I didn't hear you complaining while you were fucking me the other night, Levi. My carelessness worked in your favor, didn't it?"
He demands the dark mare and the child, her child, to leave. They rush quickly out the freed passageway. Soon leaving her to stand behind the firey gates alone, once again.
Kryptic-
He jumps forward as a soft mouth nips gently along his crest. His mother having never touch him that softly. There was a possessive roughness his mother held with him. The kind words that accompanied the gesture were soothing but his fears remained.
Just then fire ignites and surrounds his mother. Confused and scared he wobbles away from the heat radiating from it. Coming to rest near the black mares chest. Quickly she nudges him forwards. Come we have to go. Into the darkness of the underground tunnels. His unmastered steps and balancing of his brown wings almost toppling him over as they rush towards another bright light.
He stops abruptly, hooves just an inch from touching the line of light and dark on the ground. The mare had crossed so easily, but he had seen her cross the flames before. He wasn't like her. He could not burn and heal. He would die. He was certain of it. So he remained in the shadows. Conflicted.
What is your name little one? Everything will be ok. She tries to sound convincing but he doesn't budge. Eyes frantically scanning the world in front of him. All the colors and sounds. Smells. He takes it all in and when he looks back to her face, she is still awaiting his answer. With a large gulp of uncertainty he speaks quietly, "Kryptic."
Seeing that the dark mare was not in pain from the light he bravely places his one hoof just within reach of the daylight. Both eyes winced shut. When he feels no different one eye opens. Surely his foot is gone, he thinks. But he sees that is is not so he opens both eyes again. Lowering his nose to examine his hoof more closely. Rising it slightly to make sure it was still intact and useable. Deciding that maybe another step forward would be ok...
He demands the dark mare and the child, her child, to leave. They rush quickly out the freed passageway. Soon leaving her to stand behind the firey gates alone, once again.
Kryptic-
He jumps forward as a soft mouth nips gently along his crest. His mother having never touch him that softly. There was a possessive roughness his mother held with him. The kind words that accompanied the gesture were soothing but his fears remained.
Just then fire ignites and surrounds his mother. Confused and scared he wobbles away from the heat radiating from it. Coming to rest near the black mares chest. Quickly she nudges him forwards. Come we have to go. Into the darkness of the underground tunnels. His unmastered steps and balancing of his brown wings almost toppling him over as they rush towards another bright light.
He stops abruptly, hooves just an inch from touching the line of light and dark on the ground. The mare had crossed so easily, but he had seen her cross the flames before. He wasn't like her. He could not burn and heal. He would die. He was certain of it. So he remained in the shadows. Conflicted.
What is your name little one? Everything will be ok. She tries to sound convincing but he doesn't budge. Eyes frantically scanning the world in front of him. All the colors and sounds. Smells. He takes it all in and when he looks back to her face, she is still awaiting his answer. With a large gulp of uncertainty he speaks quietly, "Kryptic."
Seeing that the dark mare was not in pain from the light he bravely places his one hoof just within reach of the daylight. Both eyes winced shut. When he feels no different one eye opens. Surely his foot is gone, he thinks. But he sees that is is not so he opens both eyes again. Lowering his nose to examine his hoof more closely. Rising it slightly to make sure it was still intact and useable. Deciding that maybe another step forward would be ok...
Karaugh
illicit daughter of nymphetamine and killgore
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Ok. This thread is done too. I assume @[Levi] leaves shortly following Karaughs retrapment to find Amore and Kryptic outside. If @[Amorette] wants to thread with Kryptic that is fine but I assume everyone will be showing up about now for drama thread, so maybe after that..timeline wise.??
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