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Post by Midnitella on Sept 27, 2016 18:32:04 GMT -6
Nefertiti | Breim | Echo
Listening to the strangers and herd members converse, Nefertiti’s olivine eyes scanned back over the survivors and rescuers, all of which were hacking from the smoke or drinking down water to quench a heavy thirst. The heat from the other burning building in the large cavern city was filling the upper air with thick clouds of smoke, giving the already dark place an even more ominous darkness. Hearing talk of safety in the palace, the pale mare looked to the unicorn she had been praying for but jumped a bit in shock to see him standing, though shakily.
The whole lot of them looked worse for ware, covered in suit, and weakened by the smoke in their lungs. The thought alone of it caused the dainty arab mix to cough and wheeze, her whole frame wracked hard by her lungs desperate cries for help.
“I will help those who can’t make it on their own.” Her eyes watered from her coughing and dryness from the heat, she looked again to the tall stallion that wobbled like a newborn. Moving her gaze to the weakened foals and their elders from the house, some still laying on the ground. They would need the support to, and the journey wouldn’t be easy on their burnt skin and scarred lungs.
“I want to make sure everyone will be okay.” The soft chime of her voice seemed to carry enough over the roaring flames and bustling noise of the chaotic world around them. Taking a few steps into the small group, she shook out her coat of soot and ash quickly, looking over everyone again. “Now who needs some assistance?”
{275 Words} Post #8
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