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In Media Res
RP Wanted The Portal 
Peregrine
Currently championing:
#4
God damn, that had stung. Luckily nothing was broken. And, of course, she still had her wits about her. If she could just find her way to somewhere civilized, she'd be right back in the game.

A sudden chilling thought occurred - What if there's no one else here? What if it's just forests forever?

The thought brought her to a standstill. Peregrine loved nature, in its place. And itns place was in paintings or in the view from the window of somewhere snug, weatherproof, and filled with every convenience.

The sudden appearance of a stallion put that fear to rest. He was young, tall, well built, with a regal look to him. His colors were striking - dark blue with striking orange markings on one side.

Definitely a nob, she decided.
He was far too pretty to be a mere commoner. She stared uncertainly for a couple of beats, trying to decide how to address him, when he spoke. Angel? Falling from heaven??

She suddenly turned her head away, her shoulders shaking arrhythmically. A muffled choking sound emerged, turning into snorting, and then barely suppressed laughter. When she turned back, her hesitation had melted away. Nob he might or might not be, but anyone who opened a conversation with such terrible pickup lines was her type of people.

"I'm a lot of things," she laughed, "but angel ain't one of 'em."

Things were starting to look up and so, naturally, that was the moment everything went to pot. Spiders. Goddess, why did it have to be spiders? Millions of them, erupting out of nowhere. Peregrine reared and shook, but they covered her skin, went into her nose and mouth, pouring endlessly.

She took off and shifted, hoping to dislodge, only to suddenly shift back and fall to the ground with a loud thump. She could just make out a massive dark shape in the shadows. And then, just like that, they were gone.

"Goddess' Teats!" Peregrine spluttered between gasping breaths "what the hell was that? And why can't I shift?"

@Hertz

OOC:Sorry for the delay getting back to you on this one!


Messages In This Thread
In Media Res - by Peregrine - 07-21-2018, 04:47 AM
RE: In Media Res - by Hertz - 07-22-2018, 01:53 AM
RE: In Media Res - by Rift Presence - 07-22-2018, 09:27 AM
RE: In Media Res - by Peregrine - 07-23-2018, 04:08 AM