[Open] Born of the waves...

[Despayr]

DESPAYR

At Night she Walks the Beaches...

Towering over the duo of newborns she half expected weakness.  Compliance.  But no, the sharp words of the colt brought memories of her own past.  Her brother and the way their relationship had always been.  She had contimplated ending their short miserable existence. To maybe prove something to herself.  Her brother.  If they had been vulnerable and weak minded maybe she wouldn't have given it a second thought.  But a thought she had.  A thought that maybe there was a grander purpose for her finding them.  Them coming seemingly from no wheres.  No parents... The fight within them  sparked her interests.  Then there was a moment where the colt exhibited a trait.  She knew of traits as she had been traited herself.  That was until the fairies stripped it from her bones.  His wasn't a marvel of traits if it was simply size reduction but traits had a way of hiding also.  Her two toned orbs fell upon the filly.  Plain enough on the outside but what secrets did she hold.  A smirk curled upon her maw.

  The colts stern glare upon her didn't lighten.  He waited impatiently for her to answer cause obviously he wasn't one to let things go.  Her teeth begged to naw upon his hide sharply but she resisted.  Snapping back at him,

I did nothing.  You are traited.  Her own snort echoed over his pathetic one.  She stepped to the side of the filly, lowering her profile to view her.  Questioning her,

Are you ok?  She didn't see anything wrong with her so her concern was more to save face.  An opportunity to better view her.  Still nothing immediate was seen of interest.  Looks can be deceiving though... 

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