03-06-2015, 10:27 PM
"Whatever it is you plan, I expect it to be entirely unpleasant for me." Patrin stepped away from Kurako. He had felt the man's hope; it had seeped through the walls he'd created, but Patrin suspected that had happened only because he'd been in physical contact with the half-blood.
The unicorn hobbled over to the pink haired woman, and crouched down to peer at her map. Old, wrinkled ... He lowered his head and sniffed at it, odd as that must have seemed to everyone else. Still, he could smell a faint wiff of something familiar. "If that is a map of the mountain, then it may be very useful to us all." He didn't know what other races might have created beneath the surface of that haven. Underground was a different world then the one he had known... A frightening, terrifying, sun blocking place. He shuddered, and hoped they would never go there, for he feared madness might stalk his mind if they did.
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