
Posted by Inigo on February 8, 2009, 8:46 pm, in reply to "thread"
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His head snapped around and his eyes widened when he heard a coyote call into the afternoon. He stomped his foot nervously. It was one thing for the elements to rumble about this land in a profound madness separate from their true place in nature, but Inigo’s protectiveness bristled when the tainted magic touched his own desert brethren. When did the jack rabbits ask to be part of this nonsense?
Still, Inigo pulled a sense of calm over himself, settling his ruffled feathers. With a quieter heart he sought out the source of this penetrating magic, and when he found it he immediately regretted his initially malicious reaction. The poor young thing seemed in all mannerisms distraught and destitute, wistful light in her eye spoke volumes. A different sort of protectiveness compelled Inigo to approach her, his hooked nose lowered beneath his withers and his tail swinging easily. With pricked ears he asked her “Are you alright, you look a touch nervous? Are you having trouble finding an oasis?” It was the common complaint of new faces, and a natural question to ask.
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