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[Calla]

"I think he mean't the Memorial" Wilma said with a smile. "It is in memory of those who died" she said.

[Omega]

Fira nodded understanding. "I don't get out a lot." he grumbled loudly.

[Calla]

Wilma couldn't help but smile. "It is fine.. No one really goes there anyways" she said.

[Omega]

Fira nodded. "Thats quite rude though isnt it? Those horses gave up their lives and such. And if not. Their dead." he stated. He sighed and watched Wilma closely. "Well I'm going to go check out the memorial. Give my thanks and such since it seems no one else does." he said trotting off in the direction of the memorial.

[Zar]

"It is a bit hard to go their in the first place. Espically since we discovered a Winged and a Fallen herd member can loose their immortality" Aetos said as he aproached the two. "My buissness there is over. Did i miss anything?" He asked with a smirk.

Probaly not since nothing really happens here.. just the way i like it he thought to himself. Little did he know hew as panting slightly from the canter from the monument and back. He flexed his wings and looked over the two.

[Calla]

Wilma turned and smiled as her leader returned. "HI!" She exclaimed.

[Zar]

Aetos nodded his head slightly towards the mare as she spoke. "Hello to you too Wilma" he said with a smile. "I am sorry for just leaving like that and then returning agian." He said with a dip of his head. "So my dearest herd members like i said before did i miss anything?" He asked with a slightly cocked head.

His eyes showed pure curiosity as he waited for either of the two to reply. They both are so young.. he thought to himself for a moment before retrning his attention to the two. He gazed from Fira to Wilma before settling his gaze on the mare.

[Calla]

Wilma perked her ears as her leader spoke. "Well.. just talking about the memorial really" she said as she stared at him.

[Zar]

Aetos nodded sadly. "A sad place.." he said softly. "Is an interesting place. No one really knows how it got there. I believe it was created by the Gods" he said with a dip of his head. He scanned across with alert ears. He calmed himself.

OOC//writers block

[Calla]

Wilma nodded. "Why would the Gods create it?" She asked. "Why do they care so much?" She said slightly confused.

[Zar]

Aetos smiled warmly at Wilma's question. "No one truly knows why... i believe as a tribute to the strength of those whom died.. somehow the immortal perished." He said with a sad tone. His gaze averted to the ground as thoughts of his father came into his mind. "But this is no time for sadness" he said with a weak smile.

He spread out his wings to show their wide glory. "I haven't flown in ages.. anyone would like to join me?" He asked with a broad smile. He did not wait for an awnser. He took sevral steps back before charging forward. He took flight with an elegent take off. It took sevral seconds to rise high above the ground.

[Calla]

Wilma gave a nod of her head. "Okay.. that makes sense" she said smiling slightly. She turned her head slightly to the right.

[Zar]

Aetos watched the mare below. He looked expectantly at her as though waiting for her to take flight and to join them. He shrugged it off and continued onwards with his flying. He closed his eyes as he enjoyed the breeze. His mane flew back as the wind pulsed through it. He flapped his wings a slight bit to keep him up.

He sighed peacfully as he did a slight dive. He pushed himself up and he turned himself in a circle. He opened his eyes and smiled at the expanse of blue sky. "Fallen need to learn to appreciate this" he muttered to himself.

[Calla]

Wilma rolled her eyes at her leader. She began to flap her wins and push her self upwards. she stared at him and chuckled. "Lovely weather" she said.

[Zar]

Aetos nodded as she spoke. He gazed up at towards the sun. "Truly is beautiful" he said. Sighing he gazed down at the ground. He felt slight fatigue come over him. He landed as he panted rather loudly. He tightened his wings towards his sides. He finally caught his breath before gazing up at he mare. What is coming over me? He thought to himself.