{PRP}Graveyard Crossing {Cahaya x Veslorurn}

[magnadearel]

-_Wish of Tevarae_-

Veslorurn was checking on the oldest part of the graveyard. He moved slowly through the dense foliage. One might say this was the creepiest part of the graveyard, he just felt it was where the spirits were strongest. It made him sad though, seeing it in this state. Not many humans came to this part anymore. He paused to stare down at a grave nearly covered an sighed softly.

A blue fox picked her way daintily through the heavy brush. Her ears perked at the sound of the stallion's sigh. "What troubles you Veslo?" Her voice was soft and gentle.

"It saddens me these graves have been forgotten." He gently touched his muzzle to a plant covering a grave stone for a moment lost in his own thoughts.  

[TheWishling]

magnadearel

Ah, but the quiet Cahaya loved the graveyard. The silence made her feel at home, and the spirits in this place were more than welcome at her side. Oleander had wandered ahead, making sure that all was safe for the mute Uni hybrid that did not talk herself. What the creature didn't expect was company. As he rushed back to warn her, the small creature startled the mare, making her stumble back ever so. Falling to her kness, she blinked at him, nuzzling the small muzzle with a look of confusion, "There's someone else here, Cahaya...Someone big." Her look was incredulous. Everyone was big to Oleander. Shaking her head, she slowly trotted over to where this supposed 'other' was.

Spotting Veslorurn was a pleasant shock, and she slowly moved to watch, wondering what another like her was doing here of all places. So many were afraid...  

[magnadearel]

-_Wish of Tevarae_-

Veslorurn lifted his head. "Shhhh Fiammetta," he whispered. "The spirits say there is someone here." The stallion sounded more curious than alarmed. Not many ponies or two-leggers visited graveyards, much less ones this creepy, except his family. They did get the rare visitors though, he thought with a smile remembering one. He let his gaze drift around.


Fiammetta moved up by his side slowly and carefully. She figured most were friendly, but a little caution didn't hurt. Particularly if it was their local skinwalker. Who wasn't always the nicest to her. "Over there." The mare and wolf were a stunning pair. All night sky and colors. "Hello?"