GeneralTyrus
My wings are so pretty.
Dreamweaver
Avedon
NevermoreStarsign
Cyan Hide
Celestia had sat there quietly, nodding politely to the young Gryphon, hoping that maybe everything would be alright, that everything was fine. He'd brought up mention of peace, and her hope started to raise again, "I'm glad you feel honored, I'm happy to hear his message." She'd say, smiling warmly.
And then he began to read.
Slowly, Celestia' smile began to fade, her hopes of Luna's safe return dashed, and dragged through the dirt. She stared down at the Gryphon as he began the next paragraph, and she listened, her stare remaining neutral, though it was clear she was growing more irate by the moment. It was beginning to get warmer in the room. As he read aloud the date and place of meeting, she made a mental note of it, nodding slowly.
When she heard the children would be killed, she inwardly seethed, and slowly rose from the throne, stepping down towards the Gryphon.
Celestia took the box in her magic from her, staring at him for a moment before finally opening it, staring at the Gryphon before looking to see the contents of the box. The room became unbearably hot, as though someone flipped a switch. Everyone present could see Celestia's eyes widen, the look of shock, horror and worst of all, rage, on her face, as she slowly looked back to the gryphon, and smiled at him, "I see... This is a interesting gift he sent me." She'd levitate out the horn, so that everyone could see it, "And look at all the little notches in it! It must have taken hours to do this!" She'd yell, staring down at the Gryphon.
Celestia levitated up the gryphon by his neck, pulling him close, "You are very lucky that you had been innocent in bringing of this, otherwise you would be a puddle on that fucking floor." She'd whisper in his ear, before dropping him onto the ground, "Guards, lock him up, do not harm him, that is an order." She'd say, looking back to the horn held aloft in her magic, before slowly, carefully returning it to the box, and clinched her eyes shut.
Silently she spoke, just loud enough that those gathered could hear her, "I shall have such revenges on you..." She'd say, then teleport the box away, and stand up straight. The neutral face remained, and she looked to Twilight, Cadence, and Avedon, raising a brow, honestly just waiting to hear their thoughts now, and try not to focus on what she'd just seen.
Celestia had sat there quietly, nodding politely to the young Gryphon, hoping that maybe everything would be alright, that everything was fine. He'd brought up mention of peace, and her hope started to raise again, "I'm glad you feel honored, I'm happy to hear his message." She'd say, smiling warmly.
And then he began to read.
Slowly, Celestia' smile began to fade, her hopes of Luna's safe return dashed, and dragged through the dirt. She stared down at the Gryphon as he began the next paragraph, and she listened, her stare remaining neutral, though it was clear she was growing more irate by the moment. It was beginning to get warmer in the room. As he read aloud the date and place of meeting, she made a mental note of it, nodding slowly.
When she heard the children would be killed, she inwardly seethed, and slowly rose from the throne, stepping down towards the Gryphon.
Celestia took the box in her magic from her, staring at him for a moment before finally opening it, staring at the Gryphon before looking to see the contents of the box. The room became unbearably hot, as though someone flipped a switch. Everyone present could see Celestia's eyes widen, the look of shock, horror and worst of all, rage, on her face, as she slowly looked back to the gryphon, and smiled at him, "I see... This is a interesting gift he sent me." She'd levitate out the horn, so that everyone could see it, "And look at all the little notches in it! It must have taken hours to do this!" She'd yell, staring down at the Gryphon.
Celestia levitated up the gryphon by his neck, pulling him close, "You are very lucky that you had been innocent in bringing of this, otherwise you would be a puddle on that fucking floor." She'd whisper in his ear, before dropping him onto the ground, "Guards, lock him up, do not harm him, that is an order." She'd say, looking back to the horn held aloft in her magic, before slowly, carefully returning it to the box, and clinched her eyes shut.
Silently she spoke, just loud enough that those gathered could hear her, "I shall have such revenges on you..." She'd say, then teleport the box away, and stand up straight. The neutral face remained, and she looked to Twilight, Cadence, and Avedon, raising a brow, honestly just waiting to hear their thoughts now, and try not to focus on what she'd just seen.