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[treadingdawn]

Perhaps those of you bonded for this occasion will take advantage of your second pair of eyes and keep them on the lookout for a Talking Horse. I have not seen Bree in many days.

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voice

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

I suppose there is a Moonheart in every family.

Not long, I'll admit. A little over a week, I believe.

voice

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Moonheart?

I have been here for two and a half months. I hope you're at least comfortably situated.

voice

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

My uncle's name.

Two months... [a pause] Ah. There are plenty of wide open spaces, and water all around. Not quite like home, but it provides.

voice

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

There are some for whom it has been two years.

That's good, and there are open stables if you are ever seeking safe shelter from the elements.

[Another pause, reconsidering.]

Not that I feel you are a mere horse...

voice

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

Two years... That is a long time to be stuck here, even for my kind.

[an amused sounding noise, in so far as a unicorn can manage]

You meant no ill will, and for that I thank you. Even though I've never slept but beneath the sky of Luster, I think that in this place, a safe haven might be welcome.

voice

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[He's never heard a unicorn before, so Caspian is none the wiser.]

At your leisure, Lightfoot. The woods are wonderful at times, but there are things here many people warn against. Fortunately I've yet to see them myself... beyond a basilisk.

voice

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

A different sky, a different world, yet some things stay the same. Truthfully, I've never seen a basilisk.

voice

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I'd not seen one until yesterday. What is your world like?

voice

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

My home away from home, Luster. It was a safe haven made for the unicorns. A beautiful place of tall trees and flowing meadows, but not without its dangers.

voice

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Speaking with restrained amazement.]

There is a world of you?

voice

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

[a moment's pause]

A world for us. We once called Earth our home, until it no longer was safe for us to tread there.

voice

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I see. Forgive me, Lightfoot, unicorns are not particularly common where I am from.

voice

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

There is nothing to forgive. We are nothing more than legends where I come from, something which we like to promote.

voice

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

For your safety?

voice

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, yes.

voice

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

We have only met, but I assure you Lightfoot, if you're ever in need of assistance you may rely on me.

voice

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

New friends are always welcomed. If you ever require aid, I would be more than happy to be at your service.