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 Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 1:43 pm
❥ Strangers of the Fog
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This is a private RP between Mint chocolate (-MoomoolatteCha-) & Candelaria ( Candle Wick Ghost ).
Please do not post without being invited to do so! Thank you.
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 1:44 pm
Candelaria waded through the swamp, eyes flickering around the area though there wasn't much point. The fog was as thick as ever, thick enough to chew on she thought and any soquili wandering nearby would be lost for a good while in it's depths and mostly invisible to her. She would have to focus on sound if she were to find them but right now, she couldn't hear any hooves plunging in to the never ending slop.
She frowned deeply, looking over her shoulder at the candle on her back which was glowing brightly. The flame twisted shape and danced in it's isolation. She had grown cautious over the past few weeks, the spiritual energy surrounding her had increased and her candle had displayed this with it's bright blue flame. What were the spirits not happy with or more to the point, why had they congregated all of a sudden?
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 1:45 pm
Hearing this beside him,around him, and even in front of him.Mint was going a little bit crazy. The noises were calling out for him.Maybe thats why he never came near the swamp. His hears flicked all different ways and he was pretty frantic.
Pacing around the swamp he tried to be as cautious as possible but quiet at the same time. Mint felt so nervous and his mind was runing all over the place,why in his right mind did he decide to go here?He didn't even like it here. Gumbling to himself he tried to see around the darkness of the swamp.There wasn't anything to be found that he could see.Maybe they were hiding behind the trees or even in the nasty waters.
Min wouldn't ever drink that water in a million years even if someone told him he had to or he would die.He didn't think he could do it,it smelt horrible and made him sick to his stomach.His eyes got a little dizzy and he started feeling sick along with him being so frantic. What was he so worried about?The monsters in the waters or even the creepy creatures in the darkness.
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 1:47 pm
Candela waded her way through the fog slowly, minding where she stepped. She had wandered this part of the land enough to know where the clues and indications was to danger and especially the deep pools of slop which acted like quicksand. They were a lot deeper than they appeared and it wasn't uncommon for it to be more of a ditch than a pot hole, so if you accidentally stepped in to them, you would be half emerged and who knows how long you would be stuck there. If anyone ever found you at all with how scarce company was.
She remembered when she was just a filly, first left to the bitterness of the swamp, alone and unprepared that she had stepped in to one, a much smaller one and it had taken her most part of a day to get out. Oh how she had panicked and thought that death would take her right there. Still, when there's a will there's a way. She stopped in her tracks, ears catching a distant sound.
She couldn't entirely make out what it was, if it was a stray animal wandering some distance away or if it was the common tricks of the swamp but she decided to investigate anyway and let it lead her toward it. Not long after the decision was made did the water hole come in to view. It's dark and murky contents vaguely visible.
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