Welcome to the Black Parade

The horse followed her companion's gaze, looking at his orb. It seemed to be the same as hers; the same luminosity, the same size, the same color, and she assumed the same temperature. He'd said it was an Orb of Hope, so presumably his radiated the same warmth that hers did. "That's very noble." she smiled. And it was. To go out and share the orb, despite not knowing what would happen, was truly honorable. She smiled, chuckling, becoming more at ease. "I'm glad to have met you. And I suppose so!" she had to agree, the orb had been rather startling, but had softened the blow of the rather monstrous looking horse's appearance.


She tilted her head, taking in him telling her where they were. It sounded... impossible. A world between worlds? Made of up lands that it had devoured? Did that mean it had devoured her home? Well, her home was a shit-hole, so she supposed it didn't matter. "That's... fascinating. I've never imagined such a place."


The wonder in her eyes was obvious, as she pondered Kisamoa. A god? And one who wanted to help mortals? And how had this place ever have had glory? "I hope he succeeds." Her pointed ears perked up as he mentioned food, and her stomach rumbled.


"Yes, please!" she said emphatically, as her stomach rumbled again.

@Roscorro