He saw her before he heard her. He'd been watching her from his own place beside the sentinels, a fascination of his since his boyhood. That first introduction to the towering unicorn wrought in metal was one that remained with him in wake and slumber, impressed upon his soul with some significance of grandeur and acceptance he'd never known the likes of before. If he were to really think about, he'd probably realize he's enamored with the sentinel not for its expert craftsmanship and advanced technology, but for the long shadow it cast with its sheer magnitude. Simply put, the metal monument seems like a worthy idol of their race, its horn cutting the heavens where the gods sleep. Öde wants that; statues and trophies that bear his name and represent his deeds. Places for prayers to waft up to his star-sodden ears while he gallops in the fields of the universe. Sentinel, he thinks hungrily, he'd create a whole church out of metal soldiers and their aspiring lances.

She distracted him though, in that way that all young colts find themselves occupied whenever a fine mare passes by. Red eyes blinked appreciatively beneath black lashes, their color deepening as his focus tightened upon the tightness of her pelt. That she bore such royal colors on her ass of all places certainly did not help curb his appetite for beautiful things, nor did the subtle way in which she moved, as if lost or frightened. Her uncertainty was a feast for which his arrogance could gorge on. His eyes took on a predatory glean to match the wolf's grin he tossed on his face as he neared her, head bowed just enough to outline the rising muscles in his neck line.

"'Lo!" he called out cheerily, trotting over to her with a swiftness his cloven hooves and frigid birthplace had given him. He nearly slipped at one point, because however snow-born he was the winter had certainly come hard this year, but he managed to recover by feigning a mane toss as he threw his head up for balance. "What brings a lovely lady like you out to the Basin borders on a day like this?" He reached out his darkened muzzle towards her, offering a warm whuffle of breath in easy greeting, though his gaze continued to scour her unabashed. "Surely you'd be better seeking warmth in your cave... or, mine?"

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A: 0/3

SORRY I was going to attack because I already took so long (it will be faster now promise <3) but first we had to do some shameless flirting to get us in the mood ;D. @[Rexanna]