[FIN-SOLO] Reflections in a Murky Swamp (Dulce Periculum)

[Darkmoon Dancer]

This is a SOLO PRP for Dulce Periculum (owned by Darkmoon Dancer)
[ DD's Teepee ]



Dulce Periculum was in quite the mood. In fact, such a mood she was in, that her companion was no where to be found. Doom normally worked through any and all dangers for his friend, but every so often there was just... well there were times where even he couldn't stick around. He knew when it was better to leave her be, and to her knowledge he just ducked a corner and disappeared for a few days. In truth, he never strayed too far, checked in on her quietly, covertly, to make sure she didn't get in over her head. He cared for the mare deeply, but sometimes the best way to deal with a raging female... was to let them rage and just make sure to be out of their direct warpath. Worked just fine for Dulce as Doom would come back sooner or later, but for the time being, he was not her concern.

Well, first getting caught in that blasted swamp monster's trap set her off. Then the b*****d laughed at her, poking fun and disrespected her. Then there was the matter of getting out of said trap. Eventually she did, after much kicking and biting and cursing. And now... now was the time for plotting and revenge. She had vowed that she would find that brute and he would pay.

 

[Darkmoon Dancer]

Dulce had been wading through this swamp for several days. This murky, wet, dark place seemed to go on forever, or perhaps she was just walking in circles, but it all looked the same to her. Why would someone want to live here? Here were it was smelly, and nigh everything tried to kill you? Its' darkness seemed to be taking over Dulce in a nasty way. Sure, she had had funks before, and even past that she had her two sides... but this... this was different. She stared down into the watery reflection that stared right on back to her. Was this a new face for the mare?

The face she saw looking back at her was grim, full of dark lines with an angry sheen to her eyes. This wasn't her adventurous side, and this wasn't her crazy showing through either. This face... this face was one of hatred. Looking at it now, her mind was cloudy, confused and yet it had a vivid goal in sight. This face was determined to have it's revenge... no matter the cost.