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#4
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Rosekitten
Thorns and Claws
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A rider approached the location of the two strangers, though currently she was not hunting the Divine nor did she care if she saw them off the battle field.. her task was already fulfilled for the day and she was simply in search of a resting area for the time being.. till her next set of orders came about. The horse was a 14 hands tall Shire that was well trained for the battlefield, it was decked out in a slight amount of armor to match it's rider. The rider herself looked rather young, early 20's one could say and had similar armor to her steeds baring the red on silver theme. Besides the splashes of red an silver on the two figured they were almost completely black.. if it were any darker outside they could blend with the shadows easily enough.
The horse paused in its relaxed walk for a second at his riders slight tug on the reins. Both of them seemed to pick up on movement an the slight sound of music. It was no tune she had heard before, that made her at ease a little.. at the least she would not have to explain her current form to any of the remaining elves from her clan, let alone why she forsaken the way of the earth to take up this unholy role. Her hands were poised to strike at a moments notice if she thought she was threatened, otherwise she'd be on her way past whoever the mystery musician was.
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Posted 12-03-2010, 09:02 PM
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