&&. love never wanted me [ATTN HERD MEMBERS]

[phoenix]

The large mare's form shook as she felt her heart break. Her only friend... the only friend she had ever had. He was going to leave her alone. Windago was old, she had to admit it, and he would not survive this. The foreboding feeling clouded her vision and settled deep in her stomach. It was the feeling one gets when something bad is going to happen, and there's nothing you could do to stop it. Denial. Regret. Shock. As if death itself was already upon her friend, she looked at him through unbelieving eyes. But, it had to be done. She knew this now. The gray Percheron would follow his wishes and stay with the herd.

Memories flooded her mind. When the ebony Teddy Bear had first startled her at the Ocean cliff and offered her a home. The long swim to shore. When she first met the fiery mare that was now the Queen of the islands that were slipping away beneath their feet. No more time. No longer would she be able to stay and feel safe by the side of her friend. Goodbye. Farewell to all the good times. So long to friendly hellos. Surely now Aurora would run her out of the herd. The fiery vixen would most likely let Wynne perish in the chaos around her. She felt so hated, so alone. He would be gone... lost forever.

One more goodbye... one last 'see you later.' That was all she had, all that was left of the only person who could stand up for her in this herd against the temper of the angry fae that hated her. Surely she would die... surely she would be stomped and beaten to death, or banished. Still, she had to follow Windago's words. She would try. Wynne would surely try to make peace with the angry Aurora and be friends with the kind Oasis. But, would it work? Too many questions to calculate. Just say goodbye, and flee.

Wynne pressed her dial against the black stallion's. The since of dread grew as she did so. This was her goodbye. She looked into his kind pools with understanding. Lyrics had problems finding the words, but he deserved to hear her voice, no matter how much she disliked it. Hoarse and grief-stricken, a shuddering whisper, she spoke her final time to him. She didn't expect to see him again. "I will do as you ask, and surely I will try. Goodbye, my dearest friend. You will always be cherished."

With that she backed away and turned around. Her heart froze and felt like it was no longer beating as she turned her back on him, and headed into danger -headed into the waves and the mystery of the Rocky Mountains that lie ahead. Stopping, she waited for Aurora and Oasis, the two that she would look after for as long as they'd allow. She would not leave without them, and if needed she would pry the dappled maiden away from the inky stag if she would not come and it meant the safety of the surely heart-broken dove. It may not settle in to the other horses hearts now, but Wynne could feel the disaster coming. The waves were now reaching the meeting place of the herd. It would not be long before the entire island would be overtaken.

Auds caught Aurora's lyrics, and Wynne stood at attention. She followed the directions quickly and without complaint. The gray mare tried not to look at Windago. For the false hope to keep her going, she told herself she'd see him again. Just to keep herself going. But, alas, she knew in her heart she would not. She plunged herself into the waters after Aurora, then remembered her promise to Windago to look after Oasis. Glancing behind her, she kept an eye on the dappled vixen while staying close to Aurora. If Oasis would not leave, she would have to drive her into the waters. She looked at Aurora and nickered, then looked back at Oasis. We must look after her... she thought, hoping Aurora would understand what she was saying. It was doubtful, though. The Queen had always hated her, and had no reason to pay attention to her now.

[ashleigh04]

.Espirit. .3 years. .Arabian.

C.ause I'm lost without you...

This was the moment she had been dreading, this moment had finally come where she had to leave the island… and Windago. Windago would stay and die with these lands, and she couldn’t let that happen to such a great stallion. But how could one pathetic little mare stop such a great horse from dying? Not one could and therefore she knew she had to go. Go and start a new life alone. Or she could go with the tropical herd. Stay with Wynne, Zorro and Dusk. Every feeling had left her bodice. The sparkle in her pools left almost immediately. Her whole life was about to change and she hated it. And where we she go? Would she survive. She told Windago about the facts that she was scared to leave but the flooding was forcing her. And within hours, days the island would lose it’s sparkle forever not only killing itself but Windago with it. He needed to come. He couldn’t go down with this ship… She hung her head dramatically as she walked towards him. Water near to covering all four stilts as she were only a small horse. Windago… Please come. You must… You can’t leave the ones you love, your herd. How will we cope? How will I cope? You’re the first stallion I have ever had faith in and now you are departing. Windago Please! She nuzzled him slightly on his maw, this could be the last chance to ever see him.

Her heart thudded, half causing her to tip over. Depression rippled through the once shining sun kissed coat. The water was rising rapidly. Half scaring her to death yet she wanted to die. When was life worth living when you had nothing in it? But she had friends now and a stallion that she had fallen for. Her first untrue love. Which she had never experienced. She looked about as the trees began to sway heavily as the water weakened them. And it weakened her as well. She reared crying out to the heavens above. Why was life so cruel. But she had to be strong. For herself and the island. She had to leave with at least a smile so Windago knew she’d be fine. But that would be a lie and she couldn’t do it. Turning towards her brother she whinnied out towards him. We must leave the island Dusk. It is flooding. I am sorry I know you are weak but we will die if we remain here… She turned back to Windago, panic stricken voice, vocals calling out Thankyou for everything Windago, you will always have a place in my heart. I’ll never forget you… She nuzzled him on the maw, just wishing that he could come with them. Knowing the more she would be with him the harder it would be. She turned out towards the rising waters. Terrified of what lay ahead. Wynne was busy looking after the mares Windago told her to look after while she had to travel alone. Well with Dusk. She watched as Zorro plunged into the waters without her, forgetting her. Dipping her maw she galloped, water thrashing against her legs. Stilts picking up off the ground and the began to swim. Crying out to Dusk she made way towards Zorro. Taking one look back at her home, Windago and the Tropical Island.

.Dusk. .3 years. .Arabian.

W.hats the point on living now?

The waves began to pick up height as his sorrel bodice was now drenched. A storm looked as if it were to pick up and his pools gazed at Espirit as she looked onto the ebony stag that lay ahead of him. His life would change forever. The panic in his sister’s eyes would remain with him until his death. It was one that shouted help! I will miss you! And do not forget me. And he wouldn’t. He watched as Zorro the other black stallion that Espirit obviously had feelings for plunged into the waters without her. Making him feel angry that he had just left her. Watching Espirit go into the waters after him he danced hurriedly over to Windago. Thankyou for looking after her. I’ll make sure she gets to the place we are swimming to. I’m sorry your not coming. If I could swap places… I would. He obviously didn't know how important Windago was to everyone, he smiled turning and galloping at full speed into the ocean that lay ahead, as soon as the tide reached his talons he leapt, seeming to go on forever until he dropped down into the ocean, like a small rocket bursting out of the sky. He had been swimming a good few minutes as he tried to keep up with Espirit who looked desperate to remain with Zorro. Stopping to catch his breath he looked back at the island. How it was ever so slowly fading away and how he had wished to maybe remain there for a little, get to know the herd, Windago and the place which had looked after his sister so well. Realizing he was slowly sinking because he was out of his depth he carried on. Not knowing if he would survive the long journey that lay ahead of him…

[Meg]

.windago
You wont ever get too far from me.

He sighed as he listened to all of their outbursts; telling him to stay. Then one steed that he didn't even know stepped up and told him he would take his place. This inraged the old, powerful stag, how dare someone he didn't even know even try to step up to the plate of Windago's honor and power? This wasn't a job for a meer herd member- or outcast stag he had never met. This was a job for a father, a father of this herd. He was here to protect them and love them. That was what he was going to do, this was his duty to his family. He had to go through this. He shook his head as his eyes fell on his precious dove that stood huddled next to his daughter, and the damn stag Colburn. What the hell? It was appearnt that there was something between Oasis and Colburn, but Windago would never figure it out. Then he heard Oasis telling Mircale that Colburn was her half-sister. Then it clicked. This was a babe from the abusive herd Oasis used to live with, but he seemed so differnet from the last time Windago saw him. He flicked the thought out of his mind- things were mended.

He walked to the closest members of his family- Oasis and Mircale. Aurora had already splashed off into the cool waters after saying goodbye, Wynne following close at her heels. Those two were brave, he knew they would take good care of the members, he just prayed that Aurora would show mercy and allow Wynne to comfort her when the time of grief showered over her. He nickered softly to the two mares that waited in the waters, he told them goodbye before turning back to Oasis. And Mircale. Lover and daughter. He gulped- this wasn't fair. Pressing his cheek on his daughter's, he remained silent. He nudged her softly, wishing her well on her journey and praying for her peace. Stepping back, he said softly; "Make me proud." Then he rounded her rump and pushed her towards Aurora and Wynne in the waters. It was rather forceful, but he didn't want to take the risk of her staying behind. Then he stood before Oasis, Colburn still stood at her side. The stag stood the same height as he did, and he looked at him for a while, before touching noses with him. Then he turned to Oasis.

He could stand there forever looking into those gentle pools of pure crystal. The love in his heart overwhelmed him as he gulped down the lump of heartache that filled his throat. Stepping forward he wrapped his whole neck around her. Draping over her, then nudging up behind her ears he tried to express as much love and compassion as he could for her in one touch. But no touch could ever express what he felt for her. He closed his eyes. He could stay wrapped around her for infinity. But alas, he had to get her off this island- the water was rising. Stepping back, he traced the side of her cheek down to her mug. "I will always be here for you. Always." He whispered softly, turning to Colburn, he wondered about the look he saw Aurora give this stag. They must have a firey love burning in them. He glanced at Wynne, she may be protecting Oasis and Aurora, but someone needed to protect her. "You, try not to let Aurora beat up on that grey Percheron too much. Her name is Wynne, and don't expect too many words out of her." He chuckled softly. He loved how he wrapped his members all around each other. He rounded the rump of Oasis, and shoved her hard as he could to the waters. He tossed his head to Colburn, telling him to help her into the waters.

Then, with a whinny that floated out to the remaining members that were starting to flee, he said goodbye before spinning on his hocks and galloping into the forest. His long, curly mane and tail whipping in the wind as he 'flew all of his banners' in the wind in honor of the island. His feather blew back and his hooves scraped the now hard ground that was covered with at least 5 inches of water. Water splashed up around him as he ran. Then the sight was over. He was gone, dissappeared into his home's forest. Only the distant drumbeat of his hooves on the ground and the splash of water could be hear. Soon, not even that was allowed to be heard to the small gathering of what was left of the herd that stood out by the waves. Most likely waiting for him to return and lead them to a land they didn't even know of.

.colburn
Let me turn the clocks back.

His ears snapped back quickly and his dial rose, his eyes hard at the one who spoke in a gruff tone to him; "Oie!", still echoed in his ears. He pinned his ears stood protectively before his mother, his eyes stoney cold to a young, beautiful mare that stood aggressively before him. He hunched down and clicked his tongue warningly. This was his mom, he would always protect her. No one was going to get between them. Stomping a large talon out to the young fae, he blew hot air through his nares. Muscles bunched all over his chest and back, he didn't know that this fae was his half-sister, he didn't know who she was. All he knew was that she was trying to get inbetween him and his mother, and that angered him. He flicked his tail to the side, still crouched like a tiger before her, ready to pounce. Then his mom's soft lyrics flooded his auds. They were soft and gentle, like a soft lullaby. It made him want to close his eyes and go to sleep- him mind grew heavy and fogged as he clung on to her every word; "Miracle apologise!....This is your half-brother, Colburn"

He jumped back in surprise. Looking at his 'half-sister'. Her? Well...Maybe. She did posse the same spots that his mother and he did. But who was her father? He glanced around. Did his mom mate with the mighty black steed that was her mate? Wow, she must really trust this old stag that was about to die for her. He slouched backwards at the stag touched the spotted fae that had aggressively thrown a simple word at him. He now knew her name; 'Mircale'. She looked like a mircale, beautiful and strong, but she was the mirror image of her mother, just slightly taller and muscluar. The steed adressed her softly; "Make me proud." That was it? Now that is appearnet that he was her father. The way he touched her and loved her. Colburn knew that if this stag would have survived, he would have been technically his step-dad. That was slightly creepy. He watched as the old stag shoved his daughter towards the water. He wanted them to go, Colburn knew it.

Then the steed passed his eyes over him, and then he felt the stag's warm mug press to his in a sign of friendship- then pull away. He grew nervous and looked away, huddling close to Oasis. He watched as the old stag embraced his mother. He watched the tender touch, and the love that sparked in his eyes. God he wished for love like that. It was a never ending love. That was obvious. He gulped slightly and looked away as Windago shared a moment with Oasis. When it was over, Windago addressed him. He listened as the steed told him to look over a grey mare.. Wynne? That was her name? His eyes followed Windago's eyes to the water, where there stood his love, Aurora. Then a tall grey mare that stood rather silently beside her. He raised an eyebrow, couldn't she care for herself? Guess not, maybe she was the shy type. He would try to keep Aurora from messing around with her too much. Bowing to the king, he attempted to help drive his mother into the waters, with soft words; "You have me Mom. Don't leave me, I need you. I need to get to know you.." Turning back breifly, he watched the steed race over his lands and into the forest for one last time. A heavy sigh came from his chest as the weight of the world fell on his shoulders. He hoped the herd would stay together through this sad time, instead of falling apart.

[zozo]

Oasis
I feel so trapped.

Emerald gaze, as crystal as the sea, gazed everlasting into the pools of the inky steed. The sweet essence of his pelt like rich velvet pressed against her dappled hide. His words had soaked in, burrowing and gnawing at her mind, but her bodice was paralysed. Refused to take action, there was just too much to do, too much to say, and the Appaloosa femme couldn’t take it all at once. Her nape enveloped her Leige, her lover, her closest friend, holding him close as he held her. She didn’t know why, didn’t know how, but her physique responded to his every touch with a caress as sweet as the summer’s zephyr.

Oasis was vaguely aware of other beings bustling about her, other vocals tainting the litho, but none of it made sense, none of it mattered. Her pools took on a misty, serene look, as if in her heart she hoped it was a dream, and soon she would wake up and all will be well once more. In that time of peace, the dappled maiden looked more angelic than ever, her daughter and son at her side, her love standing proud and brave before her. None would have guessed that her soul had to be mended, her heart rebuilt from ashes, and all thanks to this one magnificent stallion, one Freisan being had looked through her fears, and saw her heart of gold.

Miracle
A fond farewell

The fea glanced her pools at the fiery vix as she spoke soft vocals in her auds. The syllables giving her heart some peace at the time when her family was being torn apart.
Miracle smiled shyly at the dotted mascu that stood nearby, apologising to her half-brother. The femme could think of a greeting for her new relation, but just swept her crystal pools over his façade and physique. Soaking up every detail, and forming a multitude of questions ‘pon her tongue. But none escaped her, for a shadow of ink fell across her feminine chassi, and her crystal gaze lifted to clash with the kind orbs of her father. She smiled, and wrapped her dotted nape about his own, thorns pricking forth eagerly to catch his rumbling vocals. She smiled, soft and sad, yet one of understanding. Her pillars quivered beneath her bod, daggers dancing in the spray as Windago forcefully forced her from the drowning beach. Windago was so brave, and no matter how much she longed for his presence at her side, there was others that needed him too. Though it pained her to know that he cherished his land more than his family, the fea knew she had not the power to change the beast’s mind. She looked over the mascu with a silent fond farewell in her mind. She knew that Windago already knew of her undying love and devotion, but thought it a shame that she could offer no words in return.

Farewell, father dear. Know you’ll always be in my heart.

Oasis
Am I the only one that can see?

Finally, the fea snapped out of her reverie. As Windago rounded her spotted rump and forced her chassi forcefully into the sea, everything dawned ‘pon her like a crashing falling tidal wave to crush her body and soul. The earth spun back to focus and collided with the earth with a shudder. She suddenly span her spotted dial to face Colburn, and as her audits heard his treacherous lyrics, her tiara shook slowly. Back and forth, back and forth, as if she could deny it enough for the whole situation to disappear.

Her breath was suddenly sucked into lungs sharply, as if someone had put a dagger to her side. Her voids took on a crazed look, her thorns pinned to her skull and a terrible, heart-wrenching cry tore from her labrums

WINDAGO!

So drenched in desperate longing, was that single word, that it could have brought tears to the devil. It rose from her lungs and was screamed into the litho like the Appy was a wild banshee.

Oasis tore pillars from their spot, pulling scythes from the sinking sand and trying to launch into a gallop on the spot. The golden grains that was once beauty to her orbs, was now the vix’s foe, and more than once did they nearly bring her crashing to the earth. She halted, her breath gasping as she fought with the earth, lyrics still screaming from the depths of her heart

Don’t leave me!!
You promised! Windago!
Don’t make me choose!!
Windago, my love!!

She sobbed and wailed like a thing possessed, as if a demon was physically trying to wrench her heart from her body whilst she was still breathing. Her pools glistened with tears that would never fall, but they burned with an inferno, pleading with anything to help.

Oasis suddenly spun ‘pon haunches, creamy tassles whipping with force as they slapped ‘pon her nape. Her glowing pools could have shot poisoned daggers, and now they bore into every soul that stood silent on the coast. She screamed at the equine’s as if they were her mortal enemy, as if they soley were to blame for her braking heart

You expect me to leave?! You expect me to just walk away and leave him here? Leave my beloved to his watery grave?!
You are all traitors!!!

The demoness spat in fury. These beings the only thing to vent out her emotions. Such passionate feelings of hurt, grief, anger and helplessness rolled into a destructive ball that was now chained in the single Appaloosa.

Oasis lifted her gaze, her emerald voids holding no softness, no love, not even recognition as they landed ‘pon the crimson minx Aurora

You send him to his death!!
None of you love your Leige, none of you care!!
I condemn you all to hell!!

She screamed, the dotted minx’s voice not calm and serene like an ocean’s zephyr, but as wild and furious as the wind’s of hell. The Appy tried once more to flee after her beloved. A heart-breaking sight of desperateness, fighting against nature’s odds to no avail. Scythes dug at the earth, serpentine was tossed into the litho, pools rolled until the white’s showed. Co-ordination had failed her completely, and most of the time her vision was too blurred to know even which direction she should be taking. The Appaloosa managed to get a little way, but after a nearly fatal trip that almost brought physique colliding to the earth, her strength failed her. Talons could not be free of the soaking sands. In the end she just stood, broken, spent and drained like washed up driftwood. There was no life radiating from her pelt nor lifeless voids. Nape was lowered, tassles almost brushing the sands as her whole chassi wracked with soul shattering sobs, but no tears spilt into the salty floods.

Finally, the vix’s bodice fell into the glooping sands, collapsing ‘pon her knees before letting dotted chassi fall to the side as if death itself had taken her. And at the moment, she would not care, if the Grim Reaper himself had alighted at her heels, the Appy would beg him to take her life and spare the soul of her Windago. She would do anything, any task ‘pon God’s earth, to keep her beloved from passing into the next life. And self-sacrifice would be a small price to pay.

The vix could feel the sands pulling at her chassi, trying to drag her bod under the earth. But even if she had any emotions left to feel fear, her sinew would not have twitched anyhow. Oasis hadn’t the will, the motive, the strength, nor the mind to do a thing, too captivated drowning in her own sorry to worry about drowning at the sea’s cruel mercy.

[Meg]

.windago
sometimes it's too hard.

He had only ran furiously for a couple of mintues before what he thought he was doing was brave, backfired on him in his mind and told him that he was betraying his family. He shook his head, knowing that was the demon part of him attempting to dislodge his thinking and have him flee, just to live a few more days. But something felt so...wrong. Slamming on his hocks, he reared, shaking his skull back and forth his eyes closed. Her vocals ringing in his head so horribly. WINDAGO! They seemed to tear and rip at his very last fragments of sanity. Squeeze and pull at his heart and soul. This wasn't right. This wasn't right for them. This wasn't right for her. And he knew it then. Even if he got to live a few extra days- and didn't get to die as a hero, at least he would have her a few more days to hold.

Seemed like seconds hung and froze about him as he stood there. Then in slow motion you could see him turning- every hair on his back standing up, and his mane flying over his neck. His hooves picked up one at a time and whirled into place. And then everything snapped back into motion and he was gone. Only a whisper of a breeze and a tiny leaf floating to the puddle of water at where he was standing. He strained as he galloped faster then ever. His skull stretched flat out, his tail whipping and catching on branchs and tearing chuncks off. His feathers on his hooves no longer swished as they fell off in the water as they snagged on rocks beneth as he ran so fast. He ran so fast his apperance began to change. His heart beat faster, and his breaths came easier. His mind became almost younger and without so much knowledge. Nothing but get to her. Was on his mind. Don't let her leave with no hope.

As he crashed through water and thicket he noticed deeper water then what was there before. No mind to it. Just get to her. Foam rolled from his lips and sweat dripped from his chest. His flashing talons and jumping leaps to get through the waters became more and more as he made efforts to find short cuts through the brambles to get to her. A gourging tree branch crashed into his face, a deep jagged slash cutting down his forehead. He winced but pain was ignored, even when the branch got rammed into his fleshy rump, one end sticking out slightly as he powered on through the trees. Everything was gone. Even the birds were gone, he was also pretty sure the members were gone. He had to get to Oasis. He just had to. This wasn't how her hero was about to die, leaving her like this.

Like a locomotive train off it's tracks he slammed into the once beautiful "beach", which now was flooded with yellow, swirling waters and smelled of rotting salted flesh. His soft velvety nose wrinkled at the smell, but his powerful chest brought him leaping over a small tree that felled. Large bouders, once visible to horses when there wasn't water covering them, now clawed at his hooves and grabbed at his feet. They tried to trip him, to keep him here. Now he thought of it. He had been selfish to try to stay at these lands. Everytime, something forced him away from his lands in the end. Lifting his feet high and leaping like a deer, he came in sight of the gathering of members not quite gone yet. That annoyed him that they hadn't followed his orders.

Then he saw her laying there, dead. And no one had moved to help her.

A roar of rage dislocated itself from his burning chest as his eyes blazed it anger. How could they do this in honor of him?! Betrayers! All of them! May the ground shake with his fury upon them, if only it was his choice to place pain on them. Before he could act any voilence on them, a small choked squeal crumpled from his throat as he looked down at his fallen angel. The one he had come back for, the only one. And here she lay. He fell like a crumpled peice of paper to the water beside her seem so lifeless body. He struggled to hold back his cry. His whole body shook. He had lost all meaning of life from here on out. Laying beside her and as gently as he could he placed his skull on her side, his legs going under her head, lifting from the waters to rest on his knees. How could this happen?! Maybe she wasn't dead? Maybe there was a chance...maybe.

[phoenix]

Wynne saw Oasis fall, the one she swore to protect, and she hesitated at first, then ran to her. Her columns carried her as fast as she could in the waves, heading toward the dry land. Dark brown orbs fell upon the fallen fae, her friend's love, and she knew she had to help her, had to get to her. Too late. The great ebony stallion had come first, and at the sight of his love apparently dead, he looked angry. Really angry. The Percheron stopped in her tracks, her daggers having just struck the beach. No... she was too late. It was her fault.. she should have been there earlier.

The gray mare nickered an apology, and expected a harsh answer. I tried.. I just.. I'm sorry, her mind tried to reach out to him, but this was hard since her optics were cast away in shame. Her message didn't come across to him, for the first time ever. She coughed, holding back the urge to try to explain things or look into her friend's eyes. The mare couldn't, she couldn't bring herself to look at him. Not when he was this angry. It was her fault. How could she do this? She should have been faster. She had to be faster.

She had failed him.

As Wynne would have on any occasion, her pillars itched to run. To leave. But it was like watching a train wreck. Her limbs would not move her away. It was like she was trapped in this awkward, dangerous situation. Why had she not come sooner? She should have run toward the shore immediately. Pools of pain began to darken, and she finally brought herself to look upon the lord of these dying lands. Forgive me... hurt me, if that is your wish. I have failed you. She begged for anything to break the moment. Whether it be pain or death, she cared not. The large equine just didn't want her friend to hurt. Take it out on me. It's my fault. Her eyes then looked away again, preparing once again for the worst.

Crown lowered and muscles flexed nervously, she then lowered her bodice down to the ground, so she was rarely taller than a foal. Submission. She didn't think it would work. The fire in his eyes was something she had never seen before, and something she would never want to see again for the rest of her days. That might not be that long, if he wished her dead. Wynne's heart pumped faster. Adrenalin filled her veins and her muscles twitched and begged to run. Her will -his will- kept her there. If he asked her to run, she would do it. Drown? She would do that too. How could she go against his wishes? What a wretch and scum was she! Upset optics looked once into his, betraying the self-hatred in her heart this moment, then she looked down again. She would not look up again, unless he told her to. Even then, she may not. The gray mare was unworthy; just lowly scum.

[Crow'sia]

OOC: OMGS! No! You crazy nutters, Oasis can't die too! I'm perched at the edge of my seat. It's so heart-wrenching (thats the word?). I think I might actually cry, but I'm being optimistic.

[cherry]

ooc; i have no idea how to reply. i have no aurora muse atm so bare with me.

[zozo]

(OOC: Chill people, Oasis isn't dead. Her heart is dead and her soul is dead, but the Appy is still clinging onto life.
It was just Windago's interpretation, which I think was a pretty good idea! -high-five Meg-

She just had a mad moment, that was a strange post, but Oasis needed to get it off her chest -pats Oasis-
Oh, but the sinking sands are kind of half pulling her to her grave.
After the next few posts she'll try and get up when she sees Winny!)

[Meg]

[occ; *High 5 back* Umm...But yeah...Could someone else reply please? So we can get this show back on the road?]

[Meg]

[occ; Pink? We kinda need you now. This plot is going to end soon...please hurry up.]

[cherry]

ooc; yep, i'll reply soon. i have no aur muse & i'm busy studying for school.

[Meg]

[occ; This thread is offically /closed/. Go to warning; [evacuation] at the Rocky Mountains to continue.