Confidence was far from the stallion as his green eyes drowned in the sight of a drenched filly, her writhes ceasing upon the sand as he steeeled his lips and paced backwards to survey the catastrophe before him. Desperation had begun to sink it's claws into his heart, and so with a great shake of his water-tipped mane he allowed his thoughts forth and attempted to listen and watch the girl's thoughts - if there were any to find. Met only with confusion and a vision of the Mountain, Tilney lasted only a moment or two before he gritted his teeth and withdrew the power of his mind from that of Otem's.
Still he watched, waited, almost breathlessly waiting for any kind of normal response from the young one. A coherrant word would do, just anything, but luckily he got much more that he had hoped.
Questions of jaws and flame and even Isopia flooded his atmosphere, and he was more than thankful for it. It seemed this antidote had actually reversed, no, cleared the effects of the toxin.
A great nicker of relief escaped his lips as he once again shook his drenched mane, allowing his knees and hsoulders to sink to the sand beside the recovering child. "Do not do that ever again!" He breathed, the slightest of laughs escaping his lips as he flopped backwards with the dizziness of relief. "Are you alright?" he then managed to murmur though lips still quivering. The stallion slunk backwards to rest upon his own spine, pressing his face flush to the sticky sand beneath.
Seconds passed and he continued to soak in the sheer relief that the daughter of trees back home was sound, and perhaps an entire minute passed before he even attempted to move or speak.
"Are you.... Helovian?" he couldn't help but ask, and it felt so incredibly strange to do so. Ask her if she was from Helovia? He'd never had to do that before. "You knew the Mountain that Knows?"
rhiaan | neverrmind | Guesswho
@Otem !!!! on a roll wowie
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