Animal Roleplay- Mythical or Not

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Glyph stomped nervously, slinging dirt and grass. It wasn't in his nature to leave an endangered mare behind. He glowered at the creature, Isobel. "We can talk." He noticed Dream finally. "Where'd you come from?"

(what is Dream?)
Oath was confused. Humans couldn't understand her, so why could this creature. One word flashed across her mind. A distant memory. A Vampire. Thy can understand Pegasi.

"Oh great, another one." Isobel's tone was mocking. She laughed. "I guess I can understand you, too." She laughed again, her voice sounding like a psychotic. These Vampire's heightened emotions were new, as she was only recently turned.
 
(A Pegasus )
"From the mountains, I didn't mean to scare you. Is she ok?"
"Me? Oath asked, looking at the doubled-over Vampire. "I am, but the creature isn't. I think... I think it's a vampire..."

Isobel continued laughing for a moment, then stood up. She focused her red eyes on the new horse, and smiled. Her pointed fangs gleamed, and blood from the dead hunter dripped down their smooth edges.
 
 


Glyph stomped nervously, slinging dirt and grass. It wasn't in his nature to leave an endangered mare behind. He glowered at the creature, Isobel. "We can talk." He noticed Dream finally. "Where'd you come from?"

(what is Dream?)

Oath was confused. Humans couldn't understand her, so why could this creature. One word flashed across her mind. A distant memory. A Vampire. Thy can understand Pegasi.

"Oh great, another one." Isobel's tone was mocking. She laughed. "I guess I can understand you, too." She laughed again, her voice sounding like a psychotic. These Vampire's heightened emotions were new, as she was only recently turned.

(Isobel is what?)
Dream looked at both of them, hurt. She lowered her head. “I was only trying to help.” She turned to leave.
 
"Me? Oath asked, looking at the doubled-over Vampire. "I am, but the creature isn't. I think... I think it's a vampire..."

Isobel continued laughing for a moment, then stood up. She focused her red eyes on the new horse, and smiled. Her pointed fangs gleamed, and blood from the dead hunter dripped down their smooth edges.


(Isobel is what?)
Dream looked at both of them, hurt. She lowered her head. “I was only trying to help.” She turned to leave.
Glyph eyed the vampire, though he currently felt little fear. He turned to face Isobel, his wings half-spread. "What do you want?"
 
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